Merritt Crawford waited until his parents'

Merritt Crawford waited until his parents' dinner guests had repaired into the drawing room before he crawled under the long dining table in the Azure Room, searching for

whatever the hell it was that made this dining room the "Azure Room." For all Merritt Crawford could tell it was vermilion. But the guests jammed mops at him and told him he was dr

. love."They call me Dr. Love," he murmured, mostly to himself.This was so creepy. Merrit Crawford thought he was in Hotel California. The guests barred him from leaving with mops.

meth lab, where Jamie Heineman was cooking some of that dank kush, whatever that is!. Gene Simmons, still brandishing the axe, for some reason, turns to Merritt Crawford.

He never stops turning and Merritt Crawford remains unaware how close he is the his demise that will never happen as long as the axe brandishing Gene Simmons never stops turning.

The world spins in its cups, a world gone foul-mouthed and mad, with every repetition more and more a melange of the same basic gimmick: Repetition. The cemetery of All Your Base.

The moon and nearby planets look upon this world in horror, or they would if they could. If they could, they would stuff their fingers in their ears to blot out the repetitious

pharmaceutical commercials & their endless warnings. "What's the point of taking a drug that cures bunions if it's almost certain to give you tuberculosis?!" they railed. The Sun

then insisted on being called “Mr. Sun” by all of earth. Mr. Sun also wanted earthlings to shake hands with him when he rose, quite impossible to do from 93 million miles away.