"The City On The Edge Of A CROTCH"

[The Question]

I need Harlan Ellison's severed head crowning a Christmas tree made of popsicle sticks and cellophane wrappers from a thousand cigarette packs.

SMACK!

 

[CaptainWacky]

SNAP!

 

[Conchaga's Dual]

CRACKLE!

 

[Dr Dave]

POP!

 

[Conchaga's Dual]

And the rice crispys joke is complete. Goood gooood....

 

[Dr Dave]

All goes according to prophecy

 

[Conchaga's Dual]

What prophecy, where?

 

[Dr Dave]

None of your business

 

[Conchaga's Dual]

You can't make references to a prophecy and not tell me what it is!

issed:

 

[Dr Dave]

Sure I can

 

[Conchaga's Dual]

Yeah, you can, but it's rude....

 

[Dr Dave]

I was told not to tell you