Thomas Edison was afraid of the dark, yes, he cured it by smashing a clock in Las Vegas with a pre-release white label copy of Fishscale by Ghostface. Masta Killah, oddly enough, submitted a redesign of the Nobel Peace Prize medal, he proposed a thicker medallion type jesus piece with a naked dentist in the place of our lord and savior, however it was written on the back of a Bennigans menu in lipstick and was summarily rejected by the fussy Swedes, none of whom have been on television due to the little known fact that Swedes cannot be captured on video, everybody on Swedish television is Finnish, to the great shame of the Swedes, nobody invented the electric chair, the first one just grew like a mushroom in a closet at Sing Sing.

I thought so.

Don't you mean Muhammad Edison?

He went 15 rounds with Sugar Ray Graham Bell, right?

*bows to DW/checks lipstick*

I'm an American who has appeared on television. I'm the one.

Oh, yeah, everyone is named Muhammad which is why the expression "Man, Muhammad is such a dick" literally cannot be used to the satisfaction of anybody, as the response is always "What the fuck Muhammad, you callin' my moms a dick? She fucking fought in the big one and lost a toe so you could sit on your stoop all day eating Italian ices and hitting on that girl Muhammad with the lazy eye, the fuck bro."

I'm friggin laughin' with tears ova here at my desk!

It's true. He is. I was just at his desk and it's wet.

D_W you are killing me!!

I don't know about the fish scales in lipstick, but I think there are beetle shells in it.

There definitely are no clocks in Las Vegas casinos. It's trippy. And most curtains in hotel rooms are blackout curtains: day is the same as night as long as they're closed.

...ahhh, well there it is then, halonine.

Thanks for learnin' me!

Here and I thought the blackout curtains were in case of air raids.

Okay, first of all, my obligatory disclaimer:

I have no fish or beetle scales, carapaces, armor, skin or other covering in me. I do, however, have the music in me. I've got the music in me, I've got the MUSIC INNN MEEE!

Divine Wino makes my brain stretch out like Play-doh on the Sunday funnies.