Of Paradoxes

And this next part, I'm not making it up.

When people are telling stories that you assume to be true, they always throw this in.  Probably, they do it to emphasize how amazing it was that this next thing happened.  This next part, I'm not making up.

The elephant ran across the tent and bludgeoned the Overweight-Pudgy-Ball-Man((Oddly enough not a performer in the circus, just a titled gentleman.)) in the head until dead.  Until the man was dead that is.  I'm sure the elephant could have bludgeoned a lot longer had it been doing it until it's own death.  

Now, the first thing that you will have noticed about that bit, is that I made it up.  All of it.  Complete bugger blasted nonsense.  Before saying, "I did not make this up" I had no intention of lying to you, dear reader.  But after writing that phrase the need to make something up overtook me.  It wasn't my fault.  Yet, as an author, when that phrase is written it's solely to make statements more believeable.  I've noticed that people who tell me I can trust them are also more reliable.  But really, this next part, I'm really not making up.

That phrase is really silly and I think in the future I'll just tell it like it is.  You can decide if you believe me or not, with or without my indication as to the madeupness of the proceeding statements.

So here we go, time to use your intellect as opposed to taking whatever this author gives you.

I'm going to write a lot more after this.