Ah, gather round, my sons, my many sons. Gather round and hear me tell of the tale of the tail!

The Tail of Papagoya was a mysterious object for an extensive period of time, and was not readily availabe to the public. As the public, we believed that the tail really did exist, and so we expunged ourselves into our quest, nostrils quivering with euphoria.

As we traveled along the road of our pilgrimage, I and my two friends, Biwawa and Goriki, fell ill with a lethal disease commonly known as amakitravilius rockmadiror compleximum. The symptoms of this disease include the inversion of the eyelids and imploding of chest hair. For many moons, we were delayed in our journey for truth.

And then, we recovered, and were again back on our way. We traveled for many a day. After six lightyears of grueling tofu, we finally reached the place of nirvana - the Pagoda of Fresh Lettuce.

We entered with smelly anticipation.

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