Candy Mountain is a land of sweets and joy and joyness, and sugary goodness. The Leoplurodon will guide your way to candy mountain.
BUT BEWARE:
Do not enter the cave, for you will lose your kidneys!
"Come on Chaaaaaarlie! Chaaaarlie! Let's go to candymountain!"
"When you're down and looking for some cheering up, just head to the candy mountain cave!"
A unicorn who goes by the name of Charlie is led by his 2 side hores through a forest and guided through only with the spoken wisdom from the majestic Leopluradon.
“Well what do you know, there actually is a Candy Mountain.
Candy Mountain , Candy Mountain .. you feel me with sweet sugary goodness.
In the depression era, A tale told by hobos to snag young kids to do their begging for them. Tales of lemonade springs and cigarettetrees abound. First sung about by Harry McClintock.
Now, It's a Skwatta's version of paradise. It's what keeps punks on the street hopeful.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, there's a land that's fair and bright.
The handouts grow on bushes, and you sleep out everynight.
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.