It’s like the portal to Crayola’s secret lair
That’s the prettiest freaking thing I’ve ever seen. And it’s in Yellowstone, too. I was FREAKING THERE when I was a kid; why wasn’t I shown this natural wonder of spectacular gaudiness?!
When I die, please chuck my ashes in there. If it’s not illegal. Actually, throw half of me in there, the other half around Leibniz’ grave.
Incidentally, at my funeral, no one is allowed to wear black. Neon that place up, I want it looking like a rave party.
Deal? Deal.
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