| Dr. Strangechair |
| (Or: "How I Learned To Stop Worrying And LOVE Stephen Hawking) |
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| Dearie me, all these celebrity encounters! This latest encounter was with vegetable-genius supreme Stephen Hawking. I saw him kicking ass at wheelchair basketball, so I invited him back to my pad for a little chat about molecular theorems and so forth. His voice box started to creep me out, so I took it away from him. |
| So, Stephen, I hope you don't mind if I just put this aside for a little while, it's draining all the power out of my apartment, plus it sounds like a broken Speak and Spell. |
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| PFF PFFFF PFFFT PLLLLBT. PPFFT! PFBLLLLT! GRRRR! |
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| Well, Stevie, there's no reason to get so vocal. Listen, if you can explain in 20 words or less why I should give it back, then I'll do it. *tee hee* |
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| PFFFFFFF! PBBBLLLLT! PFFFFFFBBB! pfff, pppppppt, pfffblt. |