Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

Many years ago I found this in a used bookstore.

The next time I saw Moxy Fruvous--on tour for their album named after the book--I asked them to sign it for me.

It was pretty fucking awesome.

Well, look at that...it's time for the bastard child of So You Don't Have To, namely...

AND YOU ALSO HAVE TO.

So, you've got an assignment, kids.

You're going to listen to as much of an Alan Watt Podcast as you can.

He's a batshit crazy conspiracy theorist, Scottish but living in Canda.

This guy believes...everything. Like, orbiting mind control lasers kind of everything. Sure, there are things he says that I agree with, but...wow. He makes my conspiracies seem like wistful dreams. You should hear how everything is linked together, it's delightful.

Be warned, though, that his voice is kinda monotone and can make you a bit sleepy.

Pick a show and report back.



In conclusion, sweat and pork lion.



Love,

b

Part Two of my new "Things I Can't Draw" series.

( I'm telling you, some of these are pretty horrible. )

b
PS - Truly, truly sorry, man_size