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Several 
philosophers, biologists, 
physicists

  • Several 
philosophers, biologists, 
physicists and psychologists (who made up The Committee for Skeptical Inquiry) got together to discuss UFOS, Big Foot, and evolution.
  • The Skeptics had their convention at the Circus Circus in Vegas. Unfortunately, also booked was the Fortune Tellers Defamation League and the Spirit Knockers Auxiliary. At the bar,
  • a palm reader was busy setting a new sales record. "I see a disturbance, and trouble with authority in your future line" ... "Shut the hell up!" yelled the Tri-convention Delegate.
  • The delegate was from the Star Trek convention, ComicCon and Primerica Convention. This meant the delegate was three times
  • the neckbeard as his opponent, a well-known Whovian scholar whose platform is based on galactic law. The debates were always well-attended by men with acne. The election was
  • poorly attended by said men, who were too busy admiring themselves in full-length mirrors. Inverted clouds passed beneath my nippletoes. "Eskimo!" screeched Winona Ryder's corpse
  • "SHUT UP!" I yelled, "shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up!" But would Winona Ryder's corpse shut up? Never mind about that, clouds were scraping along the side of my car ruinin
  • g the clouds. "All those lovely clouds...RUINEDRUINEDRUINED!!!" shouted Winona Ryder's corpse. It just seemed like nothing was going my way today. I dug into my pocket & pulled out
  • an old pocket rocket I kept around for especially bad days. I stuffed it in my underwear trying to imagine Wynona without the rotting flesh. I turned it on but nothing happened.
  • I knew I shouldn't have bought all that stock in ACME. Maybe I'll just catch that road runner the old fashioned way: Joining the NRA and shooting him.

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