This post is nothing, it seeks nothing and everything at the same time. The famed orange goes to life to be nothing upon its self fruitfully. Just like the repeated Mudkip's, I shall repeat myself until nothing. I have decided that I shall be a Dadaist. In spirit as well as in nothingness. I want to go to coffee houses in my area telling them of Dada. Starting with some theory, playing the Mudkips behind me. They play for about 9 minutes and some change. Then I will sing folk songs in foreign and not so foreign tongue. Dancing and shouting randomness until my spirit is free from all this. While tied down to everything. It would be nice to do something that is so different and the same as so much other things. I will tell the audience to say a vowel and to hold it for as humanly possible. Then I will steal the scatting abilities of Ella  and skat randomness to non-organic sounds. As you can tell I didn't separate these paragraphs, this isn't done non-purposefully it is because this post is nothing. I shall spread the word of Tzara. Well I turned on the Mudkip's when I came on and now they are finished. Bananna.

+Ricky.