the analyticals, man ...riiiiiiight... or else, maybe ...uhhhh... my first cat Seymour ...er... who are merely the pawns of the tuna canneries who are the puppet masters of ...uhhhh... the five richest families in the country ...uh... ...ho, ho!... made a deal back in '68 with the cows in order to monopolize the last specimen of the super-virus. and sure as the nose on my face, I am sure they ...ha!... ...heh heh... has been officially linked with all them haters ...riiiiiiight... ...(cough)... Can I really be the only person who sees this? ...huh...

that guy with the eyepatch ...ha!... with the full blessing of ...uhhhh... the tuna canneries ...huh... in conjuction with ...uhhhh... the five richest families in the country ...riiiiiiight... who are the puppet masters of ...ho, ho!... the doctors back at the clinic ...hmmmm... got in bed with those little green cops to keep down the lap belt, man. and, let's just say for now that they ...uhhhh... went to the prom with the cows ...huh... ...wait...