At last! I warned them but no! No body would listen. I flapped, flapped, and flapped, and what for? Ungrateful disbelievers. I approached the lamp post. We shared a cigarette. It was my last one that day.“Oodly-oodly-ooo to you too, brother.” I exclaimed. The lamppost dimmed in grief, for I, Motholemew the 3 and a halved, saw a curvature of a neon exit sign that took my breath away.

I cast their sadness into the abyss of Thermos Theory™. It will stay cool there. There's no need for such an abrasive "oodly-oodly-ooo". It is desperate and not fit for a tall, hard, and enlightened member of the pavement parliament. Nu-Neon is a rift. It's a new way of experiencing experiences. It's a nu-way of living your life and problematising your problematic problems in real time! Step Right Up! Re-Nu Yourselves! I know you want to...