Article: 179005 of talk.bizarre Newsgroups: talk.bizarre From: email@example.com (Broken Symmetry) Subject: Thought Balloons Organization: The Emerald City Date: Thu, 1 Dec 1994 20:26:30 GMT Message-ID: <1994Dec1.firstname.lastname@example.org> Summary: Schlock climbing Lines: 43 Status: O Hi! Yeah, I am the one blowing all these bubbles. It's quite mesmerizing the way they catch the light, isn't it? They're my brain, you know. No really, they are. Here, I'll prove it to you. Hand me that flashlight, will ya? Now, look into my ear while I shine this into my mouth... See, my head's completely empty. The mirror finish inside my skull is a side-effect of the removal process. What do you mean, 'why would anyone do that?' Lots of reasons. Gift to a loved one, for one thing. Beats some stupid ear, eh? But me, I just wanted to liquefy mine, throw in some ivory diswashing liquid and make bubbles. I find life so much easier to deal with when all my thoughts are floating around me, rather then rushing around inside. Hey, would you like to pop one? Like I said, each one contains a thought or a concept or a mental doodle. They only look transparent until you open them, and then the thought drops out. Well, or sometimes it flies away. C'mon, its fun. Like a fortune cookie. I think about sex a lot, you know... Yeah, that's more like it. Here's a pin. Oh, sorry. I guess that one had some thoughts about my last job. It's OK, that stuff should wash out pretty easily. Try another. Try that one. Whoops. I guess I should have warned you, sometimes they don't pop, but engulf surrounding material. What? Speak up, I can't hear you through the membrane. Why yes, you *are* now subject to my every whim. But don't worry. I think I like you, so I think I'll think of pleasant things for you to do.