He Eats Little Pizzas - the story of my cactus pt. 1

so walking out one day I was exaM ining the fragile importance of my own chinese food. Saucy and beautiful as is my pet cactus tHe sneaker, decided to go on his own adventure, he went into that beAutiful city of his and decoded his own facehole in chinese, simplified. "Very good i'd say" said cactus. I don't seee why he was been N ot Good. A few minutes later he sat at his diner G orilla tAble. A hour later, Methinks he did not do well while he was having his mEal. Nah, he was just picky. There was a door where he was A fan of. He opened the door, and to his surprise on the cactus face, he saw the L egendary captain BREAKDOWN.