bob_oatmeal_sodomy tennis star of the 70s cephalopimp, prophet and a true mutherfuckin' playa if ever there was. Man, were you there? Did you see it? that time he turned farina into goat_bean. "For i tell you all now that as you horf, so shall you narfle because these are the plutonium_suppositories that fry our blankets and curdle our gravy" he waved his quilted_yak at the people and holograms spoke to the praying mantis by the edge of the truck yards. General chuckling of disbelief and convenient heresies until the battery_powered_chinchilla was upon them ripping off the lids to their third_eye and Lo (rider!) they believed him "i am him that was oatmeal and is now buggery, do unto others as you would have them drive your shopping carts, especially on the third sunday of each months when there are double coupons in the spap_oop boutiques" Upside, witnessing this all and seemingly immune to the fervor of the whole sheboygan, erupted in laughing fits of post_traumatic_tiramisu, no one realized that it would shape his character for the next millenium and half, mainly because it only happened six months ago. 021224 what's it to you? who go blather from