You will never visit the Mystery Flesh Pit National Park.
You will never have a photo op with the melted clown chrysalis.
You will never pet a giant copepod.
You will never bathe in the aphrodisiac lymph nodes.
You will never take a boat tour over the greater gastric sea.
You will never witness the earth shaking muscular spasms.
You will never go spelunking down the pit's blood vessels.
You will never sit under the shade of a bronchial tree.


















