cool down everyone. everything seems to be under control. if youve got religion in your luggage-stow it underneath-and start packing your carry-ons with fungus. it appears that from the far reaches of space, tiny fungal spores have ridden the cosmic winds through star systems and around the planet space dents to reside and proliferate in your local cow patch. millions of space miles in search of a relationship that would allow them to grow-and they find their specialty poo here on earth. the cow rectum seems to be a true giver of life. a brown muscular diety that asks nothing in return for its work. it was born to poo-

these spores grow up to be fungii. the thing about these fungii is that f'n aliens sent them here to help us get OUR poo together. they contain non linear messages from a distant race and when decoded they say things like-" cotton is the Fabric of our lives!" and "woah! your hand is awesome right now." (the first message is undergoing revision by the experts. nonlinear expressions for cotton and polyester seem to be very similar)
and the second message speaks for itself. your hand IS awesome right now!

we can make fun of tome cruise all day long. and when we found out that he is part of a religion with aliens at its core it did add some fuel to the fire. put this in your equasion pipe and minus it...john travolta is in too! makes you think doesnt it?
you can see in his eyes that he is a motherf***er! in a good way like miles said it.
and miles! how could you believe in miles and not believe in aliens? he wasnt even disguising himself anymore after 1979.

fungus-rectum-miles davis-aliens-travolta. like i said...everything seems to be under control.