Have you killed your "Bob" today?
Have you pulled the wool AAALLLLLL the way down?
Have you kicked up your heels and kicked OFF the head of the Savings
and Loan Savior and Lord?
As a recent repentant post-Subgenius posted here, you have to KILL
"Bob" in order to find your safety, your sanity, your very soul.
"Bob" is the primary Short Duration Personal Savior for a reason.
That reason is, that YOU should fill in the rest of the time.
"Bob" doesn't mind selling you a boost once in a while. But if you
go hanging on him like a September stickle-burr, you're going to
bend the luck plane and SLIDE OFF. And "Bob" won't mind that either,
because Yeti like you are cheaper than a dime a dozen, you're $30
bucks a shot in HIS pocket.
Children, "Bob" WANTS you to kill him. It's in the contract. Because
if you don't kill him EVERY DAY, sooner or later your brain is going
to backfire and you're going to make up for lost time by nailing him
to a tree like that OTHER savior. You CAN'T USE THEM TOO LONG or else you
USE THEM UP.
Why aren't YOU your shordurpersav? Why aren't you your longdurpersav?
If you go hiding in the shade of the Pipe, you ain't gonna get RIPE,
and "Bob" can't buy off the X-ists with a bunch of green souls.
No, he needs HELLFIRE BREATHERS of souls, he needs HOT DAMN YETI of
souls, he needs CHOKED DOWN FULL BORE SUPERNOVAE of souls, he needs
GAMMA RAY ANTI MATTER ANHILIATORS of souls, he needs...
He needs YOU to get off your ass and BE what your Yeti genes demand
of you, your own marchin' army of Slack seeking warriors.
"Bob" can only take you so far, children. He's heading in directions
that you can't imagine and wouldn't want to know about if you could.
So PRAISE "BOB" and OFF WITH HIS HEAD, "BOB" IS DEAD, LONG LIVE "BOB".
Let us sing.
[Behind the Pipe]
(from BEHIND BLUE EYES - The Who)
Em G D
No one know what it's like to know what ails Man,
C A
like the salesman, behind the pipe.
Em G D
No one knows what it's like to cut the big deals
C A
with the big wheels, of the X-ist type.
[CHORUS
C D G
But his plans, they aren't as spotty,
C D E
as his portrait seems to be.
Bm C
He is dealing, rough and ready,
D A
for the Yeti, to set us free.]
No one knows why the CON keeps on stealing,
all our Slack. I want mine back!
No one knows why "Bob" was chosen
to keep the End Times, right on track.
[Repeat CHORUS]
D Bm A E
Grab a pink's head, crack it open
Bm G D
watch the broken dreams leak out.
Bm A E
They've got answers but no questions,
Bm A E
afraid to ask what life's about.
Please Dobbs, come and save me
all white paper and black ink.
Please get me on the saucers,
save me from the deadly pink.
No one know what it's like to know what ails Man,
like the salesman, behind the pipe.
Words to kill "Bob" by, children.
Let's make sure we get him this time but good.
And tomorrow, and tomorrow, and until the End Time
when you MIGHT just get it right.
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Doktor DynaSoar Iridium -- dynasor@infi.net -- Punctuator of Evolution
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