“We would be lost without it. We would not be able to recognize ourselves but for the brownish-green appearance and stench reminiscent of field hockey. Without the ‘useful’ blue green flies transmitting ‘the lie’ our colony would be little more than a krusty turd on a deserted plain. But as our lord is a winged hatchling, a fecal connoisseur as it were, we spread the lying shit into every sewer hole we inhabit and doing so we believe we are finally at home. Unfortunately, we bat-shit flies are forced to exist with real thinking persons, like homeowners who don’t shit where they live..and thus we flies find our demise in a lightning hard swat that has us seeing our asses as the last image while alive.”
—- excerpt from Jerry Nadler’s “Lord of the Lies”
—- excerpt from Jerry Nadler’s “Lord of the Lies”
