NEW MOOD FOR DOOMSDAY HAPPINESS
Greta intervenes; the uncharted dissent of Wacko Lobby Hat
Shitters...It's funny-fear that fuels Straw Dogged ENRON, sweaty vermin, doom, doom, doom! In my secret Ova-Dent fixture area, I
left toilet instructions for my last Asp-Tra victim, attack! It only rains in the Orgsla Afterlife? The laughing vermin infest the herb!
Singe our skin and become heritossals of German Infinity! Screinch!
It is Jan. 9, 2002. WI. sci-fi weather: 46 degrees, virtual NoSnow!
A hummingbird flutters into the lava. The mortality of hiccup laughter in the same instant of Fatty Kate's "Buddha's Burn Amerika". I leave you now beneath my hands of barely burned
memory..."I've seen a little bit of Nothing"... in the mood!