- The beaches are littered with dead octopus and wet pussy.
- The cat army of Mr Fantastic (a Tabby) is moving on Fort Hooks, named after a German Shepherd named “Hooks”. “Skittles” will lead the first assault, followed up by “Scrambles” the Siamese.
- Your wet mind star fire ring is DRY and FORGOTTEN. Bone cave echoes of someone you knew, long ago, at the Catholic School where the nuns bare-bottom spanked you and you could see their nipples getting hard.
- The MASTERS of INFINITY control TEXAS TOAST style diners and the meth heads of Dallas. Crossing the border, screw worms are screwing with your aunt’s head and the ax thrower Brian White is heading over, to just talk … “I just want to talk”.
- MODERN CARVING is TAKING A BREAK from turkey time snake bakes and Mr. Charlie style Wyoming Biscuit Miner position. I have your smart phone, you left it in my bathroom after those 4 guys got done fucking you. I shoved your phone up my butt.
- It’s weird how they redefine “permafrost” as “frozen for at least 2 years”, but this is also a huge grifter/business opportunity, you can now sell: “vegetables from the permafrost”, “cheeseburgers from the permafrost”, “ice cream from the permafrost” …. as long as it has been in your freezer for at least TWO FUCKING YEARS … that deer you killed? – you can now call it prehistoric venison … fuck them.
"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)