I have been saving up my pennies for decades, I am up to 12. FINALLY I have enough to go to the carnival. I go with my daddy. He buys me some cotton candy. I say 'this cotton doces tastes like Kurt and Blaine look!' He gives me a weird look and spins ANTICLOCKWISE(lol) while saying'I have to go por Finn a new sweater, bye shortbread' and flies away singin'GO Your Own Way' por Fleetwood Mac.'Shortbread? He has never called me that before'says my brain. Is when your brain saying something is it thinking? But thats not my problem.My problem is how am I going to get home? Then, just my luck, a magical KLAINEBOW shows up with cartoon Kurt and Blaines on it. Thousands of them. I climb on to a stray arco iris, arco-íris unicorn and have a magical trip home!