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Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
8 July, 2006 ---- 12:42 AM

“Space may be the final frontier, But it’s made in Hollywood basement…”



I don’t know why they keep pretending to send people into space.

I know it’s fake.
You know it’s fake.
They know it’s fake.
We all know it’s fake.

Just like superstars of wrestling.

Or World Cup football fouls.

That whole lunar landing thing: Total Fabrication.

I can show you all proof that I went to the moon last year, courtesy of Adobe Photoshop.

NASA is a TV production company. It makes money out of selling its “footage” to stations all around the world.

And we all watch it because we love science fiction. We want to be entertained.

Ohhhh, some foam’s come off.
That’s what script writers call Drama.
They could use some lessons from Orson Welles, though...

But we all know it’s fake.

The Americans have never been to the moon.

They can’t even find Weapons of Mass Destruction back here on Earth.

Or Bin Laden.

Oh. That was my job, wasn’t it?

Never mind.


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