Since Vonnegut died, thus proving that education is without benefit, I'm all about Tim Leary! [View All]

[otherlander]

Now will somebody get this unicorn off my chest? It just had sex with a talking frog and it's now giving birth to a loaf of bread.

Okay, now, it's trotting away and I'm left with the bread which I must guard, but it turns out that it's actually a dish of delicious indian food. I must not eat it; I must protect it.

Now I'm taking it with me onto this train, which is going under the ocean. All around me there are people throwing stones at each other, but they think they're just defending themselves.

So I have to go to the moon and make it rain for fourty years. The rain will open their eyes, and they'll climb out of the ocean naked, and grow food for each other like something out that book that John Stuart Mill wrote.

And when I get back to the moon, I'm getting onto a bus full of singing people, and we'll all brush each other's hair and wander the roadways forever.