October 25, 2004


The Brain fisks Rosie O'Donnell.

I have this mental image of Rosie O'Donnell up on stage, delivering this monologue to an empty club, empty except for the table in center at the back, where a large, opaque and slightly chartruese brain is floating in a viscous vat, with a few electrodes running out from the jar attached to Rosies toes. And every time she delivers one of her over-heated Amerika hating rants, an electrical pulse travels from the brain vat, down the wire, to shock Rosie, hard. She squeals, keeps going, the Brain keeps shocking---frankly, it's high-larious. But then again, I am a deeply disturbed individual.....

Posted by Steve at October 25, 2004 02:09 PM | TrackBack
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