2 things seem more highly this morning than they did, say, last night some time. The first is that Wowbanger the Infinitely Prolonged is by far the single greatest character in all of fiction, although one wonders if he had been named Wowbanger the Obscenely Prolonged if he wouldn't enjoy more critical celebration. The second, is that if we are right now, at the present, living in prehistoric times as opposed to whatever time it is we think we are living in, the world would make much more sense. And then the only thing left for us too do would be to go mad. That would tidy up a great deal of this mess.
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