"It's no use Donald," you say, "I've lost the will to go on" and you sit on the wet grass with your head in your hands, resigned at last to the fact that you will never escape from the Crazy Place. "Is there no ray of hope in this world of darkness?" you shout at the sky. As if in answer to your prayers, there is a roar, a rumble of feet, and as you struggle to your feet a crowd of people rushes past, each with a look of rapture on their face!
"Haven't you heard?" says one, stopping briefly to let you in on the big secret, as if it were too wonderful a thing to keep to himself. "There's a two for one special on SUDSO at the Thrift-E-Mart!!"
"Two for the price of one?" You say, "that's incredible!" You drop to your knees and thank the powers that shape and influence this world, before joining the others in the great race, the great cycle, the great dance of life. Unfortunately you fall down a hole on the way to the Thrift-E-Mart, but somehow it doesn't matter.