Once upon a time, there was a boy who loved

Once upon a time, there was a boy who loved to play baseball. His favorite position was third base. He played baseball every summer with his friends at the park. They had fun.

One day a huge whale turd dropped onto the basketball court. The disgusting crap splashed into the players faces. The stench made most of them puke there guts out. The whale turd

hurdling players dribbled away but couldn't escape the stench. When it hit the fans, they raised a stink. A task-force set out to discover the porpoise of the cetaceous stool drop

sky was a strange yellow color. Large brown clouds started gathering over Purvis' head. A crack appeared in the sky as the task force ran for cover. "OH SH*T!!" screamed Purvis &

"It looks like a massive sh*t storm is brewing & I'm at its center." Purvis analysis of impending weather was way off the mark. The rotating brown clouds and yellow sky were

actually the remains of a spilled fast-food coffee analogue from last week's meeting. But as it wasn't too far off the mark we allowed him to hang out at the studio in the off Chan

nelled frequency to a God aligned one, where

It was soon clear that the dead alewives were there to tell you something. But the fish wardens scooped them up, cleaned them and cooked them for dinner instead. Some leftovers

were recently found at the back of the fridge. Written in the mould that clouded the tupperware containers were these worlds: "Don't say we didn't tell you so."