Hey over here:
Now, I know that CD sleeps a lot. That’s just how it goes. However, there is a detail that most people don’t know, so I’m sorta telling you a secret, that secret is CD is very clever. He gets all his cleverness from sleeping and hiring other people to do his work for him. He may or may not have a split personality that is competing to see who can come up with better ideas.
STOP TALKING! PAY ATTENTION!
Back to the inner workings that go on at CD’s apartment. CD had a lavish bed, it was fourteen feet wide by eighteen feet in length. It was extended eight and a half feet off the ground. He has a series of ladders and lifts to get to the top. The mattress was three feet thick. It was one of the most comfortable beds I’d seen in my time. How long I or CD have been around is not known. Next to his bed he had a chimpanzee that had a laptop attached to his stomach. Don’t worry, it caused the chimpanzee no harm. This was an evolutionary trait that Chimpanzees had gained over time, once again, I don’t know how long it took because of the clock situation. A great deal of the time that CD was sleeping wasn’t truly spent sleeping. This is why the next morning he was always groggy and wanted more sleep. The chimpanzee who has a name, that name being Jack Jill Patrice, recorded everything that CD uttered. This was very time consuming. Like an all day job. Some of the mutterings that CD muttered were just pointless babble ranging from how grass should be orange and trees should be powder blue. Don’t ask me why he mentioned these things.