Darkness started to settle and I suddenly could not see any light! Someone please, tell me where the light went?????????????
I then heard the voice of a fat little midgety-dwarf woman playing a church organ. She sounded like a member of the Lollypop Guild. She was screaming to me, "RAGE, RAGE, come into the light, come into the light." SO, I ran to the light and then instantly fell out of my television set and onto the floor.
"Whew," was that a crazy night or what? I knew then that the only thing that would make America wake up and start voting for talent would be to seek assistance from a little help from my drag queen friend, Miss Divine Intervention. She is my boveda (my spiritual shrine).
I then flicked off my television set and walked over to my boveda. I asked my spirits to tell me what I needed to do in order to cleanse America from this demonic possession. They whispered to me and gave me the magic answer. So, I lit my candle and dedicated it to the spirit of Miss Amy Adams. I then walked over to my computer, clapped my hands two times, and slowly walked away.
THIS HOUSE IS CLEAN!
(I surely hope so.........)
CU Next Tuesday!
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