"GRAVY FOR YOUR BRAIN!" – Conspiracy Theory (1997)
When I talked about the “toilet paper shortage” in 2020, I talked about the:
“Boy Who Cried Wolf” Operation …
I saw my doctor …
He says I have “Enzo Carditis” …
“There’s a tiny little Italian goombah, living in your heart, screaming for gabagool.”
My physician, Dr. Grunkis, works out of an alley in Little Saigon, Seattle. He has a nurse named Jenny, and he uses an old Florsheim shoes foot x-ray. He popped that jenky thing over my chest, and it made a terrible noise as I felt burning and smelled burning chest hair.
“You can see here, there’s the problem”, Doc points randomly at the fluoroscope, and then motions his nurse for the anesthetic – a fifth of Jack and a couple swacks across the head with a tent-peg hammer.
The surgery to remove the little ENZO took 5 hours, and the sirens from cop cars pulling into the alley is what woke me up …
And that little Enzo, he just scampered into the sewers … screaming “GABAGOOL” …
“At the end, people will have blindsight with respect to the truth.” – Dr. Freckles
GABAGOOL …
“We would all ride giant honey badgers into battle, if I had my way.” – Dr. Freckles
“The closer you get to jumping the fence, the more the searchlights focus on YOU.” – Dr. Freckles
“If you think Trump is going to save you? – you probably can’t be saved.” – Dr. Freckles
Why is it views from low Earth orbit look like shit, invariably?
