curry?”, he asked.
Her
lack of response was
alarming to him, for
a very obvious reason:
He wasn’t really there.
And the voices in
his head belonged to
Orson Bean and his
Band of Yodeling Lentils.
When the voices sang
, reality itself became twisted…
… somewhat like linguine noodles.
“Are you unwell, Samuel,”
"Maybe a nice frontal
Lobotomy, or a full
Brazilian wax will provide
the relief you seek."
Fortunately, Sigmund Freud was
in the neighborhood visiting
the wealthy widow and