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Hey, I like Icke alright, I just wouldn't vote for his finger on the button-o-nuclear-doom. Y'know, they are always out to stop him and his crazy anti-lizard message of love, though, and sometimes, you just got to cave into the demands of them. Might discover them aren't lizard people, but actually giant ants, and then were would we all be?
Huddled in caves, weeping for our lost chance at frolicking the in the sunlight, shuddering in the shell of our love and humanity, that's where!
At least the lizard overlords let us keep our sunlight.
[Wow, that rolls off the fingertips a bit too easily, doesn't it? I'd make a fabulous - no cracks now! - crackpot.] |
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