Murdock Lipschitz carefully removed the cylinder

Murdock Lipschitz carefully removed the cylinder he'd labeled with RADIOACTIVE WASTE
from Rodney's shriveled anus. He never should have let Rodney volunteer for the mission. But now, it was too late. Murdock Lipschitz hid the cylinder inside his lower lip & skulked
down Tin Pan Alley to meet Anna Furtksi, the spy who loved him. There she was, outlined by a dim streetlight, smoking a cigarette. "Thy cylinder?" she asked Lipschitz coldly.
Anna Furtski spat the words out. Lipschitz wondered what she meant by "cylinder." He looked at her and thought, "You rancid woman, I hate you." What he said was, "Hi."
"You rancid woman, I hate you." Anna Furtski picked up a cylindrical object and hit him over the head with it yelling, "THIS is what I mean by a cylinder!" As Lipschitz slipped int
o unconsciousness and Anna Furtski daydreamed, wondering how exactly to spell 'Lipschitz' in the eulogy she'd write for him. And to think, this all started over a cylindrical disag
reement about name origins. Then Lipschitz passed. Anna Furtski had experience with unusual names. Her ancestor reputedly passed copious amounts of gas while skiing the slopes of
Mt. Trashmore #1 and its illustrious successors. Her ancestor would have qualified for the Olympics if he had not mistaken a tiger for a deer and been mauled to death in the tiger
park where The Buddha Awoke just in time to see him get mauled. Even at that moment The Buddha was able to discern the end to his family's Olympic aspirations. First Noble Truth.
Naturally, his family was disappointed, but it had been their dream, not his. The Buddha went back to the foot of his tree to doze and dream of an enlightened world without sports.

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