Oranges.
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My Hair turned purple whenever I look at them trough the reflexion of my octopus’s shiny head, but as I look at the reflexion of the mirror my hair turns orange and the octopus disappears, I wonder ifthe octopus was real or it was just my imagination, the gnome beside the octopus said that the octopus is real, but 43 of the 44 penguins in the room disagree. I look at the mirror again the gnome is indeed there, but not the penguins. I look at the gnome for a minute, the gnome turned to a man that calls himself John Stamos. This Stamos character ask me where is my wand, I told him: “I don’t know, I don’t remember”. So John started to fly in the air toke my hand and carry me to my house made of marshmallows and macaroni and cheese, I thought maybe the wand was beside my bed, but john told me and a giraffe to look inside the hot air balloon, so the giraffe and I looked inside the hot air balloon, there it was the wand. As soon as I touched the wand, the wand started to speak: “the octopus is you from the future that travel back in time.”
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