
I WAS WARNED BY THY PLASTIC PUPPET FRIEND WHOM I COHABITATE WITH
THAT I WOULD BE REQUIRED TO APPLY MY ARTISTIC POWERS DURING AN
ART SHOW PUT ON BY THE MEMBERS OF OUR LITTLE REGIME.
THIS BEING THY CASE I SET FORTH TO ACCOMMODATE MY COMRADES
WITH A CONTRIBUTION INVARIABLY DOTH MUSTERING THY WILL OF THEE
SPECTATORS.
A RENDERING OF ONE WHO HATH COMMAND OF THE MYTHOLOGICAL
FORTITUDE NECESSITATING URGENT COVETOUSNESS.
A TRIBUTE OF GESTALT.
MY ONLY CONDITION WAS THAT THE "BUTTHOLE SURFERS"
AND "MONSTER MAGNET" BE PLAYED AT SOME TIME THEREIN.
I SPENT MY TIME IN THE BACK ALLEY OF THE BUILDING FREQUENCY
MODULATING WITH THE ROACHES WHO FED ON CHEESE IN THE LIGHT OF
THE MOON.
WHEN THE EVENT HATH COME TO A CLOSE, I DID SELL MY CONTRIBUTION.
GOOD HUMANS WITHOUT TREPIDATION, I THANK THEM ONCE AGAIN,
FOR THAT MONEY HATH BEEN TURNED RIGHTEOUSLY INTO A CONDUIT OF
FURTHER SECRET DEVELOPMENTS, YIELDING TO SECRECY TIL THAT TIME
COMES ONCE AGAIN UNTO THEE IN A PROPER COVERTLY MANIFESTED PLANETARY
ALIGNED SCENARIO IN SPRING OF 2009.