this will be another one that I will check out as soon as I get home.
All I can say is WOW!Back in high school there was this guy that used to carry around a huge pile of crumpled paper. Every surface of every piece of paper had incoherent scribbling on it. He would spend every spare moment of every class adding gibberish to these already completely filled pages, all the while mumbling to himself. In short he was an absolute loon.I think he might have been one of Gene's disciples. He was almost sane in comparison.
I met a guy like this in a mental institution, (I was visiting someone). He would walk around mumbling about his "Holy mission from God to infiltrate the mental health industry and...." I never understood the rest. The only people that woult talk to him was the hospital staff; he creeped out the patients
"Opposite sex cubes equate to a crap-shoot."Gotta love it. Elbow macaroni garlic centipede. ... Sorry about that, my brain has been damaged by his material. I can't decide if that web site is the result of running a trichlorethelene degreasing tank and breathing the fumes for decades, or just a simple refusal to take his meds.One question remains, but I certainly wouldn't get him started by asking it: If we are all too STOOPID to understand, why is he annoying us by trying to communicate?
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