Me: i think my gallbladder was full of gobstoppers
Anthony: Of the everlasting variety?
Me: willy wonka was operating a factory there
Me: without my permission
Me: or knowledge
Anthony: He is kinda crazy, so he was probably trying to make a psychedelic tunnel in your gall bladder
Me: for a ride?
Anthony: There's no way of knowing which direction we are going
Me: i bet he installed crazy lights in there too
Anthony: probably, good thing you got that thing out...or else youd have a whole factory in there
Anthony: you've got a golden ticket
Me: inside of me
Me: i can't go to a factory located in me