Sometimes, when I'm alone at night...

[AoU]

I like to have conversations with myself. It makes me feel less alone. I question myself about my day, ask myself how I feel, and wonder aloud about the universe. Which leads to the real question, the real point of my topic:

Have you ever been a platypus stuck in a jar of pickled beets?

[rizzan]

Many times, usually after a long night of being a Gazelle in a bathtub of molasses, I find the feeling of my bill soaking in pickled beet juice to be quite relaxing, and the aroma is to die for.

[Durza]

not the platypus in a jar of pickled beets, but I do talk to my self occasionally

[Camaclue]

Once, I was a ferret warrior in a city in a cave where everyone was dancing and singing about mushrooms.
Weird as duck

[Kilkenne]

beets are not native to australia what kind of a question is this

[AoU]

They're PICKLED beets... they come in a jar and can be shipped all over the world! Technology at its finest.