On Thursday, November 18, 2010 at 4:53:51 PM UTC-7, Dr. Chuck wrote:
"Can I help you, sir?"
"I, COLONEL EDMUND J. BURKE, HAVE LOST SOMETHING!"
"And what might that be?"
"YOUR COLONEL HAS LOST HIS MARBLES!"
"Um... are you sure you don't want to see a shrink? I think there's --"
"HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO SHRINK YOUR PICKLE!!!"
"Pickle? What pickle?"
"WHAT ARE YOU, SOME KIND OF *PHAGG*???"
"No, I'm a Fargo. Like it says on my name tag right here, see? Neil
Fargo."
"NAIL FARGO???"
"No, *Neil* Fargo."
"HMPH. I WILL USE VIRTUAL SHADOW TO DETERMINE YOUR TRUE IDENTITY!"
"Um, okay, but, before you do that, let's get back to... what was it you lost?"
"MY MARBLES, RECRUIT! TRY TO KEEP UP!"
"Yes, you lost your marbles. Can you describe them?"
"THEY WERE SHINY, AND OH SO SPHERICAL, MUCH LIKE YOUR BALD HEAD!"
"But I... have a full head of hair."
"THAT IS OF NO IMPORTANCE! ANYHOW, PLEASANCE AND I WERE HAVING A
ROUSING GAME OF MARBLES A FEW SHORT HOURS AGO, AND --"
"Pleasance is your daughter?"
"SHE MOST CERTAINLY IS NOT! SHE'S MY FAR EASTERN SEX SLAVE! GET WITH
THE PROGRAM, FARGO NORTH DECODER!"
"Okay... so, you were playing marbles --"
"WITH PLEASANCE, AND I PROCEEDED TO LOSE ALL MY MARBLES."
"Well, perhaps Pleasance has them."
"WHAT???"
"Pleasance may have your marbles."
"DO YOU... REALLY THINK SO???"
"It's quite possible."
(as he runs off in the distance) "YOO HOO, PLEASANCE! YOU HAVE
SOMETHING OF MINE! YOUR COMMANDER NEEDS TO DELVE DEEP BETWEEN YOUR
HEAVING CHEST MELONS!!!"
"The world is getting crazier and crazier."
This is the world 🌎 living inside it’s brain.
It’s sick
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