Alright so it's a typical day, right? Hangin' out with my good friend Dee when all of a sudden, this huge guy in tights and a colored-tubey-box-thing for a head comes down and says that he's the King of the Cosmos, and his son the Prince is out sick with the cosmic flu, the situation's grave, and could we please help? <3 (He actually managed to emote a heart, which kinda scared me) ...Yeah, average day.

So Dee and I agree to go around with this big ol' sticky ball-thing and actually start having fun rolling it over stuff. Like cats. And mailboxes. And bikes. And shubbery. And... you get the idea. But then Diane gets a bit, um, Katamari-Happy, and I wind up pulling an Indiana Jones. Beware the bunny when she's in damacy-mode. It's a scary, scary thing.

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