The drain said, "Your soul dowwwwwwwwwn."

The drain said, "Your soul dowwwwwwwwwn." Tim heard it. Did anyone else? Sharon was still asleep. He looked down into the drain. There was a bulging eye in the drain, looking

brain stem and attached. Another successful involuntary recruitment for the Movement. Lt. Col. John Dykeson's body boarded the speeder and headed for the congressional hearing.

Then he made a speech about the importance of paying taxes. It had no effect. America was destroyed. Only 20 years later CAPTAIN MISSOURI became president of the All-NEW USA!!!

That was a whole new chapter, understood only after the year 2032. There were just 500,000 people left alive then, after the great famine. Farming returned with a vengeance.

And riding the crest of the new farming wave was Super Farmer! Yes, Super Farmer... able to soar to great heights in his spandex overalls to sow the seeds of the future. Who, disgu

sted city slicker dudes and repatriated the inferior hybrids of alien nations. Super Farmer to the rescue!This is what passed for cartoons these days young Timmy thought.

"The term like all language is fluid. It's meaning can change quickly. Fag used to mean a pile of wood now it means a cigarette. So was the case with "cartoon". Super Farmer was j

onesing for one of those aforementioned smokes, preferably with wacky herb. His uncle-cousin had his own special blend. Last week, Mr. Farmer had been out standing in his field

...or, perhaps, Mr. Farmer was outstanding in the Field of Dreams, an entire 10,000 acres of Wacky Herb...all because of Wacky Herb Farmers, such as himself...Weed is King!