Three quadzillion years ago an underestimated thing about which that people and other people didn't know about was the only thing keeping dinosaurs from becoming gasoline. This unannounced obtuse obtrusion through which people ate, played, had loveual babytime, and died until dead was an omnipotent but arousing byproduct of a whole galaxy exploding internally and creating an amazing display of a whole bunch of stuff no one will ever be able to explain. This is Florb.
The florb we all know and love died when florb was born through a giant space c-section in the sky. I believe some day we will see this happen again and for everyone who sees it, they will die a more painful death than you can imagine -but Haha! They were only dreaming.
The real florb is buried under the empire state building and powers 90% of the fire-ant hills on the east coast. This unnerving statistic is what makes the florb a symbol that can never be forgot10 as much was we want to forget. Florb and florbulons will always be the only florb that we will be allowed to know about. This is unfortunate. If we could harness one bazillionth of the florbwatts that one florb cube secretes, we could build enough lighthouses so there would never be another naval incident involving fog.
