11/17/95
Get THE GLOB - the icky, sticky mess with little hairs growing out of it that sits on your steering wheel and stops car thieves cold.
11/16/95
"Well, Dottie - looks like we've got another round of spring peepers."
11/15/95
A message from the chicken mob
11/14/95
The suburbs of the future hum with the cheerful buzz of the electric helibuglights.
11/13/95
For several weeks before the neighbors found him, Walter drifted aimlessly in the Sargasso Bathtub.
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