When you thought it couldn't get any worse...

After last night's amazing success I thought that for tonight's encore I'd present "TRS and the devil", otherwise known as the "Post-Modern Prosthesis", subtitled, "Stupid people predominate: a study of the occult practices as practiced in the environs of nowhere in particular."

In other news, I heard a cute joke yesterday.

A trucker pulled into a rest stop cafe type place one day and ordered a slice of pizza, a Caesar salad, and a diet coke. Just before he was about to begin contemplating the commencement of eating activities three Harley Davidsons roared into the parking lot and three Hell's Angels walked into the restaurant. They quickly assessed the situation, and one went over and said, "Say, that looks like a swell pizza, I think I'll eat it." He promptly took the pizza from the surprised truck driver person. The second motorcycle rider then walked over to the trucker and he said, "Hey, I've been on a diet lately, I could really do with that Caesar salad." After he had finished saying this he took the salad. The third rider, not to be outdone, dispensed with the fancy locquacions and just took the diet coke.

The driver, realizing that the odds were stacked against him, went up to the cashier, paid his bill, and walked out. The three angels of hell burst into laughter and started saying, "Wow, what a sissy, that guy is not a man, ha ha ha (etc)." The cashier called out, "You guys are so right. Not only is this guy not a man, but be can't even drive properly. When he was pulling out from the lot he ran three motorbikes right over!"
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OK folks, that's all I have for you tonight. Tomorrow night should be a Dear TRS, but I'm hoping to have something even better.