Plethoras of plethoras of radioactive gerbils at war with their ferret overlords in my left ear canal one Saturday night in Albuquerque while the sentient zit on my taint refused to be popped while singing the Star Strangled Banner. Quiche is really bad for you and the anti-quiche lobbyists almost have their bill pushed through congress and are awaiting presidential approval. "My name is Buford Frederick Figpucker and I approve this message," the bullhorn shrieked on the lunar colony (inhabitants affectionately known as lunatics). They have a good basketball team and their slam dunks are incredible. Theory and Application of Infinite Series by Konrad Knopp just made the New York Times best-sellers list.

I want to be invisible for the sake of doing what most people would consider inappropriate in public places. Yes, that's just invisible rain and your children will be transparent.

The coffee wars in the jungles of El Salvador have taken the lives of over 65,000 people and this is all being kept quiet by Southparkstudios.com. The connections are really obvious once you get past all the bullshit. Any country that has teenage girls' panties (having been worn once and not washed) in vending machines for perverted businessmen to buy and sniff on their way to work while drinking a "Grande Frappuccino" deserves a tsunami and radioactive fish falling from the sky on parachutes of Yen washed up on the shores of the imagination.

KFTC KFTC KFTC KFTC.

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