Theo might have been dreaming or might not;

Theo might have been dreaming or might not; he was in one of those places where the borders between the two became indistinguishably thin, but he did not know that. Slowly he crept

be hit by Charlie, everywhere you go here you run into Charlie. It was the only name the local government approved of for male children, there was Charlie everywhere. So he said

, "I believe it's time we end this politically correct madness! I realise that we're sorry for what happened in Vietnam, but we've got Charlie everywhere!" Disgusted, the locals

armed themselves to the teeth and formed a militia to combat the growing guerilla army of Charlie Sheen clones. Lem, a former Green Beret turned gardener, was their tacit leader.

All Charlie Sheen clones suffered from severe verbal diarrhea. There was no known cure, but Lem consulted Dr. Olav Gruzinsky, who had a PHD in psychology and could provide evidenc

e of it if required by University policy or by court order. I think I've made myself quite clear on that matter Gentlemen and Mrs Lem." The Charlie Sheens and police were standing

on their heads and showing off for Mrs. Lem, who looked away, unimpressed. "Why don't you gentlemen, police and Charlie Sheens all go jump off a cliff," she suggested. With that

sound, a tear in space appeared to swallow her decibels. It was a way for the universe to protect itself against Mrs. Lem's voice. Then out of the crack came the agonizing screams

of perplexity. And as everyone this side of dead knows perplexity breeds quickly. Mrs Lem's decibelless voice still had an impact.