Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Do Not Look Directly Into The Tongue


Now that I have hypnotised you with my tongue flicker, you are falling...falling...into a deep sleep...under my command. Go to the fridge. Pick up the leftover chicken. Leave the entire contents on the floor. When you wake up, you won't remember a thing. You will dispose of the chicken bones without any question. You will have a feeling of satisfaction and fulfillment. And you will know that I am your master.