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« Old Michael walked past the petshop which was never open into the park which was never closed. And in the park was a very smooth, clean, green grass. So Michael took off all his clothes and began rubbing his flesh into the wet, clean green grass. He accompanied himself with a little tune. It went like this. Beneath the ground, the dirty brown writhing things called worms interpreted the pitter-patter from above as rainfall. Rainfall in worm-world means two things : mating and bath time. Both of these experiences were found enjoyable to the worm colony simultaneously. And within seconds, the entire surface of the park was a mass of dirty, brown, soggy, writhing forms. He was too pleased, old Michael, and he began whistling a tune this time to accompany himself. Jerusalem Boogie to us perhaps, but to the birds it meant THE SUPPER IS READY! »
"People make a lot of fuss about my kids having such supposedly 'strange names'. But the fact is that no matter what first names I might have given them, it is the last name that is going to get them in trouble." Frank Zappa
