The trouble with conspiracies is that they rot internally.” Robert A. Heinlein
Anonymous Bull Recipe Imagine taking the faeces of a bull, two wings of a fairy, the hoof of a unicorn, one ancient rams horn, a dash of paranoia, lashings of white lies to taste, a garnish of manson and jones, top with the letter Q and, with hammer, spoon and crackpot, forge a technicolour nightmare, a vile syrup, as vaccination against imagination for a better world. Inject a host and watch it spew the most indredulous unhinged tripe. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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