At last his sail-broad vans
He spread for flight, and, in the surging smoke
Uplifted, spurns the ground; thence many a league,
As in a cloudy chair, ascending rides
Audacious; but, that seat soon failing, meets
A vast vacuity. All unawares,
Fluttering his pennons vain, plumb-down he drops
Ten thousand fathom deep, and to this hour
Down had been falling, had not, by ill chance,
The strong rebuff of some tumultuous cloud,
Instinct with fire and nitre, hurried him
As many miles aloft.
Bill: Dude, this is a totally deep hole.
Ted: Yeah... now what?
Bill: I don't know.
*long pause* ...AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!
Sorry, but we've been falling for four hours...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH- Holy crap
, this goes on forever."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH- Come on, I don't have all day."
Lobe: Freakazoid! Why's it taking us so long to fall!?
Freakazoid: 'cuz it's funny!
Lobe: No it's not, it's just stupid! It's as dumb as that Handman episode!