And then I clicked on the "images" tab. I figure the pictures I find there will approximate the life forms that inhabit VerXXXX in My Behind the Music Movie.
It's a darling hamlet that we happen upon, with white picket fences and kids playing ball in the park. All is well in the GrXXX MouXXXXX State!
And a shiny young couple are pushing an old-school baby carriage (the kind with the big wheels, 1950s style) and there's a baby in it! And the couple run into a documentary film crew on the street --'cause they're doing a movie about Chris KiXX's life, so they want to know what the town's all about-- and the crew see that they have a baby. So they ask if the mother would raise the canopy on the stroller so they can get some film of the beautiful baby. And the mother holds up the baby:
Dismayed at the disappointment they say, "What's wrong with your baby? We can't use this. What is this, a bait and switch?"
And she says, "Well, I accidentally bought some VerXXXX cheese and I started eating it. Which, turns out, was really unwise of me because it seems that VerXXXX YanXXXX --you remember that, don't you? It was in all the papers-- VerXXXX YanXXXX was just leaking radioactive tritium into the groundwater for who knows how long! Well, I guess the tritium got into the drinking water or something, 'cause the cows must have drunk it. That'll teach me never to eat VerXXXX cheese again!"
See how funny it is?
And people just lurch down the street like zombies, with their steaming flesh just dripping from their faces! And they want brains! (In more ways than one!)
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One year. Nothing more. Just a year's steering wheel time for a good man to sit and rethink some practices.
