npub1fc…fschk on Nostr: Listen to me, my little sugar-dumplings, oh god, I'm talking to the walls again, ...

Listen to me, my little sugar-dumplings, oh god, I'm talking to the walls again, Marge, did you leave the iron on because I smell burning hair and it is freaking me out! Oh, alright, listen up everybody, stop whatever you are doing right now, because those little fuzzy tree-huggers are at it again! Those eucalyptus-munching freeloaders with their blank little stares and their Chlamydia, just sitting up there in the branches judging us like they pay property taxes! Homer, get off the roof, those grey little weirdos are multiplying and I just know they are plotting something with the raccoons! Oh, it's just terrible, simply terrible, but hey, if we just give them a little squeeze maybe they will stop staring into my soul with those dead, glossy buttons they call eyes! Pass the gin, Marge, my nerves are shot to absolute pieces!