In a hushed and serious tone Jethro asked

In a hushed and serious tone Jethro asked Pastor Wheeler if he could have his car when the Raptures came. "I figure you ain't gonna need a Porsche and Scratch cayun't catch no 918

in the flats, y'know?" Pastor Wheeler grabbed his crotch and barred his teeth like a baboon. "You no take mirror," he screamed, his head spinning in circles. It was time for the

lobotomization to begin. In one swift motion Pastor Wheeler was on his back, constrained, and sedated. "This will only hurt for the rest of your life", the doctor cackled into his

"But you did, Pastor Wheeler, you gave your consent 3 times since you've been here. We're very discreet because we need to be but that doesn't mean we don't take precautions. Safe

soldiers are the best soldiers you said that yourself" the general said while dancing. He was very angry Elmo because

Elmo, being a puppet, had no feet with which to dance with the general. The general lifted Elmo off his hand for a waltz, but this made Elmo wilt lifelessly. The other soldiers

glanced down and shrieked when they realized they, too, had no feet. Elmo tried to escape by slithering down the general’s pant leg, but slammed face first into the general’s steel

Ben Wah balls. They were big balls. So when Elmo unexpectedly ran into them there was some weight behind them. Elmo's felt mind was cast aflutter and the General's arm found his

crotch. “Elmo’s crotch feels good! Elmo likes—“ Swinging Elmo by his felt dick, the General threw him out a window, snarling. “I HATE idiots who refer to themselves in 3rd person!"