The jump at Raging Waters went without a hitch and the San Fernando Valley map–of–the–world ride was all clear, quadrants bended all the way past Sacramento to specs, “third grade math” worked just as expected, but because time travel works in the same way that the printer* at Matilda’s favorite son office inside of the Governors Mansion in New York works, we [the staff on this most non-consequential blog] thought that we check with you, Mr. Gates, about the specs regarding on that there marble composite mantelpiece, showcased [behind you] during your Friday morning interview for them Peacocks at the Rockefeller place.
We are hoping that by the look of that there “home—depot–ee” chimney, that you, Sir, are currently transmitting from the Lake Washington [Mountain] frequency. But if you, Sir, are currently overlooking in reel–time the Monaco coast line, then BELLEVUE, —ÖÜÏ Have A Problem. Now Avi Velshi, don’t have a COW, Man! It’s just a matter of calibration, and the Time Machine is currently watching the show at Mount St. Helen’s, and brother, with The Dark Side of The Moon on the cassette deck that there volcano leaves Vesuvius in the Dust.
Time delayed brick–insulated chimney interiors
Anyhow, Mr. Gates, as Eye watches (via Tic Coc) the Mt. Saint Helen’s Laser Lava (lamp) extravaganza SHOW, öüï the staff most Certainly WISH YOU WERE HERE, —case in point— just to put Mooney on the Spot, check out Lord Lorne’s chimney.
In the mean time, Mr. Gates, it’s TIME to do a time–check with A.M. Joy at 30 Rock, where the Peacocks are just Catch-ing up, get it‽ Catch-ing-up? C’mon, Negrita, 💲AY IT £OUD!
IT’S Time for another Edition of: The Ozarks!… órale! And please Mr. Gates, do refer back to the archives to complement the notes on this TOON, –for the TEST: We Sir, do not, we repeat, WE DO NOT! Select the logs for the chimneys, we just keep them motherfuckers blazing. Indeed.
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Rigo Tovar’s “Heavy Nopal” TESTAMENT follows.