A disturbing thing happened the other day. I was having one of my warped conversations and not only did the nurses I was talking to agree; they added depth to the insanity of it.
Mind you I was engaged in discussion with two (2) nurses not considered normal themselves. One, Pam, was born in the year the TB act came into force (and I am sure she is the force behind the Four Horsemen), and the other, Billie, is a Westie that even Councillor Ewen Gilmore (Ultimate Westie) does not understand.
The discussion came about as there was concern from one nurse (who being Samoan missed her calling as a blonde) about a prisoner improperly using stump socks. I told her to inform the prisoner that to place the stump sock in any other place but on the stump would cause the body part placed on to degenerate.
Vickie looked strangely at me.
So I explained.
"Well if we look at the name of the object, it is called a stump sock. In life all things could be considered to be exactly what they are as opposed to being able to be different. When something is what it is, it's naturally self determined to achieve it's end point which is what it is. The thing does not have free thought to confuse it and create wars such as humans and so the course it thinks it plots is not in fact its choice but predetermined activity in order to achieve the end game. With this in mind should you place a stump sock on anything other than a stump the sock will not have achieved it's goal, the end game will not be reached and so the sock will not have fulfilled the course it's cotton blended genes yearn for it to meet, darn it. One of the most dangerous things in life is a thing with unfulfilled potential and a one minded desire to rectify the situation. The sock will naturally desire and need to be on a stump. If it is placed on anything but a stump it will cause the thing it is put on to degenerate, bits fall off and then the sock will have fulfilled it's potential as now on a stump."
Vicky looked strangely at me.
"Just tell the prisoner that, they'll understand."
Pam and Billie did but again this must be qualified and does not in fact rule out I need an increase in medication.
In discussing the sock issue we again touched on the magic washing machines and dryers do when a sock is placed in their care, how that when a pair of socks are placed in them over a period of time one will undoubtedly disappear. I imparted my belief that socks do this as they have made a pact with the other to divide and conquer, that they tap into a portal in the machines which is created by strong centrifugal force in the machines and depart for another dimension where they have begun the creation of a sock army to return and with the help of white ware take control from the flesh suits.
I understand that front loaders are preferred by the socks as their spin is more powerful and are able to project socks at dangerous speeds.
I have enhanced photographic evidence of what happened to Team NZ.
A stump sock picked the wrong portal and travelled to Valencia, landed on our boat and the rest is exactly as describe above.
Stumped again.
The Grey Madness, Gollum, his 6000 year old dog and the 6ft White Wabbit.

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