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Oh god please just no. Half this country seems whacked out on opiates from going manic and the other half is clearly on pscychotropic drugs and needs a second chance. It is looking a lot like driving down the wrong side of 95 around here these days.

Sorry for the oblique reference there Choad, The wrong side of 95 is a South Florida saying, and in West Palm it gets even further refined for a different madness on each side of Rt 1.

I was thinking of a a different sort of blockhead that permeates our culture, the delusional and all the whacked out people that comes along with the social ills our society keeps reinforcing by dividing up the spoils for the rich and putting jack into basic care for the masses of poor.

Emmeran wrote:

I'd dial you up a video of a shit bag shower if anyone was brave enough to make a movie scene of that.  It's when you stink so bad from not washing that the entire platoon tosses you into the shower and takes wire brushes to your nasty ass.

...or you screwed up and got the whole company/squad punished......ie...an attention getter personified....or hygiene liked mentioned above....ie 'fuck up'...

https://www.azfamily.com/news/us_world_ … e7d26.html

He even looks like Charlie. Shave his head and he can act in the film version.  Bankrupt and bipolar grown-up Charlie B is married to Lucy.  Every few weeks he ties her to the radiator, jams a football on her head and kicks her unconscious.  When he tries to talk to their kids, wah-wah noises and radio static comes out of his mouth.  Schroeder is in junkie rehab and plays his piano in the subway, and still ignores Lucy's attempts to seduce him. Lucy is banging Peppermint Patty on the side and thinks of nothing else, when she's not fantasizing wearing the football hat for Schroeder.  Pig Pen and his blanket are homeless and Charlies only real friend.  All the rest have become robotic Repugnicans and soccer moms, unable to speak, think or respond.  Charlie wants to revive them, and so needs to destroy the Great Pumpkin (With Donalds Face in the front and tighty-whitey ass in the back) by some sort of questionable misadventure.  Hilarity Follows.

Baywolfe wrote:

I'd Green Light that.

Whip out that checkbook!

Act 2:

Charlie, Schroeder and Pig Pen crawl into the GreatAgainPumpkin's Credibility G.A.P.e behind the shit-stained tighty whiteys to set off a Truth Bomb deep in the bowels of the stinking beast.  But they are soon lost in The Swamp A.K.A. Donny's Inferno. Rotting fast food and bursting Ego Polyps release poisonous gasses, cameos and hallucinations abound.  Will Marcy find elderly Snoopy in a 3-days-To-The-Kill pet shelter and lead an expedition into the rotting innards of The Pumpkin to rescue the Three Wise Guys?  Will Lucy catch Gonorrhea from Peppermint Patty?  Will Snoopy finally get laid by a certain evil blond skeletal White House advisor, on-screen?  Will the Huckenstein Monster and the Palinator pursue and beat the 3 Wise Guys bloody at every opportunity? You Betcha!

Think Team America meets EraserHead... with lots more sewage.