Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

Meanwhile, over in the

slaughterhouse of East Secaucus

Albanian hookers danced hesitantly

on top of a

chest containing twenty thousand

pig’s feet destined for

Miss Piggy’s midnight snack

– like all cannibals, she

worshiped Dr. Hannibal Lechter

, making the real Dr.

squeal, but an urgent

phone call interrupted their

self-love session. She

answered and said, "Who

are you? Who? Who?"

Transformed into an owl

with round, wide eyes

, she solemny intoned:

“Fuck you Pete Townsend”

, Keith Moon said, as