A Tryptophan Coma...... obsequious obsolescence..... An oxymoron ?? And what of the others ? They sit there on their laurels... judging... verbose.... grimacing through their triptifan-filled haze....guzzling EVIAN... in the EVER=HOPE of DE BLOATATION... in a shoddy, yet earnest, attempt at reaching NIRVANA... Ahhh....the bell continues to toll.... The hunchback has brought his lunch in a BIG BROWN BAG... Stuffing... although He is clearly STUFFED with the STUFFING....
