Toads are explodin' dude. LOOK at this:

Exploding Toads Baffle Experts

POSTED: 10:34 am EDT April 24, 2005

UPDATED: 11:10 pm EDT April 24, 2005

Sigh-untists in Hamburger, Germany, are baffled by the strange deaths of hunnerdz and hunnerdz of toads after they 'parently exploded iNi and around a pawnd, according to a Local Nooze report.

As many as a thousand toads have kicked the bucket after their bawdies swelled to bursting point and then exploded, 'cordin to reports. As many as 1,000 toads have died after their bodies swelled to bursting point and then exploded, 'cordin to reports from animal welfare werkers and vetnarianz.

The area 'round the pawnd in Hamburger has been cordoned off as experts iNivestigate the dead toads.

Sigh-untists are a lookin' at a Fun Gus that may have been spread by iLL-EAGLE Alien Foreign Race Horses from a nearby track, Local Nooze reported Sunday.

Just like THAT....pooƒ...exploadin' all over the place. I think people stopped lickin' em to get high and started just biting them myself. Could be cuz the price of oil going up. Could be is a CONspeericy in the makin'. Coverin it all up and tellin the press they are explodin' for some unknown reason. Hell I even bet SOME of those there exploadin' toads are named BOB. Dunno if I told ya this but BOB is taking over the land (AS we type and reed this) and I have proof. There is Bob Dobbs....there is the BOB undergound...the BOB church....Church of BOB...and here in the Spokane Prison we now have BOB Radio.

I got on the pc...cuz when I tried to go to the page on here I crashed (bet BOB laughed...I am being secretly watched by BOB.)

So anyway...I went to the page on the computor...and looked at it. It had a list of the disc jockeys. ALL of them were named BOB. I am not lying either. I am being as honest as the day was lovely when I shot outta the mother ship and landed here. BOB BOB BOB...every shift is BOB. It is a take over. Remember back when I was younger and thought it was the Steves taking over? I was a foooooL. They had me convinced. All that was really going on was DIS-information! Incogneeto BOB's are what all them there Steves were. You do not believe me do you.

Here is the Radio URL:

http://www.1039bobfm.com/

DO NOT click on it here...BOB will make you crash and burn. Take the URL to your computor and go look at the page. Then find the page with the dj's names. You will find there....BOB.

BOB has infiltrated your television set also. BOB commercials...tellin you how to grow a bigger pecker that will give you a wide smile. Smile and get the Key to the City of BOB. One day, when you don't realize it, your Bad Karma News will be BOB Karma News. He will trick you and make you think you are 'seeing' Bad Karma when it is really BOB Karma. You will find B.O.B...with run down batteries, in your paper box. I am tellin you Lex, there is something going on. I bet you have even been tricked to USE B.O.B at one time or another. He is sneekie.

And THEN there is the Church of BOB. I know, you, being the Genius that you are, already know about the Church of BOB. And as you read this you "think...hey, no biggie...the subgeniuses are cool."

Say it isn't SO my Holy Roller Emperor Penguin God, say it ISN'T so! For they ARE biggies. They are ALL over our cities and towns and squares and country and in the confines of EVERY institution you can and can NOT imagine. On the walls of out houses in the great South, where, coincedently Alabama is...and Mrs Rotten and her brother, in jail. I bet the name BOB is doodled on every jail cell in our YOO knighted states! The BOBs ...THEY HAVE taken us over.

Even Elvis knew about this long before anyone else. He would sit there watchin his tv in the comfort of his chair and let me tell you what he did when he saw Robert (a fake name for BOB) Goulet come on he would reach down there...on the floor beside him...and he would grab his gun and aim it at Robet (fake name for BOB) and he would pull the trigger and blow the SHIT out of his tv set.

Elvis knew about BOB. Elvis is in hiding because of BOB. And here everyone thought he was dead, except those that kept seeing him at McDonalds. I am not stupid, I AM STOOPID and I know these things. Look at the name Elvis....it is a code name...it is Lives! ELVIS LIVES and is hiding from BOB.

BOB. Remember that name. Even Dead BOB has a steak in this somehow, I just know it....not sure if it is beef steak or swine steak though.

We are being CON-trolled by the BOB Mind and we do not even realize it. The Evil Collective BOB Mind is out there...feeling your thoughts with thier sneekie little feelers. Tasting your grey matter!!

BOB...the Leader of the BOB Church.... B.O.B taking away all the women from thier men with all that buzzy lovin'. BOB a man to watch out for.

Be-WAIR OF BOB! Anywayz.... When you and I get to pergatory and we be sittin on the bench while Dead Pope Paul makes us lick the Toad onna Rope for the shennanigans that we pulled here....dude...if one explodes....it will be YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO that licks THAT baby, not meee.

From: The Holy Roller Emperor Penguin God@XYXYZ.net Date: Mon, Apr 25, 2005, 1:37am To: Mistie Bleu@XXXX.net Subject: Re: Exploding Toads

looks like a saline osmosis receptor problem with those frogs.   could be some fungal derivative? looks like water bloating...happens to some women with msg... I heard about a bob conspiracy...hope its not real....

Delivered-To: Mistie Bleu@XXXX.net From: The Holy Roller Emperor Penguin God@XYXYZ.net Date: Mon, Apr 25, 2005, 8:55pm To: Mistie Bleu@XXXX.net Subject: Mainstream Imperial Lex....

last night i had the onset of the dizzy spell flue or cold coming on. i went to bed around 4 pm and a sore throat began coming on today i am queezy dizzy. other people i know had these symptoms last week or the week before. damn.

I got a strange message this morning apparently it came from   M-86 according to the wavelenth analysis. It came over the phone. The PHONE. the damn aliens use the phone now, I have all this special harmonic wavelenth astronomy equipment and the aliens call me on the phone!

The warning is stay at an elevation of 700 ft or above on the pst evening after 7pm may 6th 2005 to 8:07 pm and don't go out doors anywhere in the northern hemisphere....They are also offering me Europe and Africa in return for asia and antarctica. If you have psychic powers maybe you received the same message?   Your Bob radio is part of a conspiracy.

From: Mistie Bleu@XXXX.net Date: Mon, Apr 25, 2005, 11:43pm To: The Holy Roller Emperor Penguin God@XYXYZ.net Subject: Re: Mainstream Imperial Lex....

Dooood! Something funny is going on here! EVERYTHING is funnie! I can not stop laughing! I feel like a FROOT CAKE! I am telling yoo the trooth. I was in a chat room and they were chattin away and I sat here and laughed at them, they were FUNNY. And I kept thinking about the exploadin toads, and I told em about them, but I do not think they believed me...could possibly be cuz I was on the nic "Sto0PiD IdioT"...my spelling was badly improved tooo.

Exploadin' Toads. Dood. IMAGINE. Can ya see it? I CAN and I can't stop laffin. ohhh my Holy Roller Emperor Penguin God! You would not believe the werds coming out of my fingers tonight! I was bee YAWNNNNNDDDDD stoopid...I was briLLyunt!!!!!!!! I pheal like a phresh knew mouth doosh....all that kleen pheelin'. MMMMMMM Speermint Thoughts.

I am gonna wrap some of my speermint thoughts around yoo now. OMMMMM with me and yooo will pheel the vibes.

OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

Yooo are NOT OMMMing with me...eye kin teLL.

COME on now....open UP and go OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

Shake them there tawnsills.

This will help yoo with yer awnsett. I am senzing yoo are getting the Kweezy Dizzy Bug. Bee warned when yer bowels start jogging...the Virgin Mary has been seen showing up in the Porcelin God Thrownz! Watch out for her teeth! If yer not careful she will gnaw yer colon right out!

That IS innaresting...yer message ya got there. Something very Odd happened heer today. There was a knock at the door....and my first thought was, "Oh no, it's BOB!" I started shaking anna shiverin' and then a voice came to me from the other side of the door..."UPS. Have a delivery for you here." I fought down 'the fearz' and opened the door, and standing there in a brown shirt and shorts was a man, bout six feet two, holding a package in one hand and that there clip bord thingy in his other hand. He tells me I gotta sign for the package there he is holding, and hands me that there clip bord with a pen hangin' on a string. So I reached for it to take outta his hand and GAWD damn, I looked at his name tag. The name on it was BOB!!! I ain't lying! "Bob Roburts" My jaw dropped. I had to pick the GAWD damn thing up off of the ground there, I felt worse then Michael Jackson did in NYC when his fake nose flew off into the audience there.

Anyway I signed the clip bord and came on back into the apt. then set it on the kawfee taybuLL and looked at it a few minutes wondering what in the HELL was in it. Yoo know I dig auntisapayshun. I wuz using my psychic abilities on it. Hell if I knew where it come from, there wuz not a return address. It coulda been a BOB Bomb fore all eye new. It wuzn't tickin or nuthin' like that. It coulda been a SighLunt BOB Bomb. It was rapped in brown paper. 'Bout the size of a un-salted salteen cracker box. I picked it up and shook it. Nothing. I heard nuthin'. It was warm to the touch, I did notice that. Then the son of a bitch was HOT! I set the damn thing down REAL fast when it started burning my hand, then I realized it wuzn't the package that wuz hot, it was the cigret I had in my hand that wuz hot. So I set my cigret down and started to take the brown paper off of it. I got it off and wuz lookin' at a box the color of melted bluish greenish pinkish wax. It had an odd shine to it. Other worldly if ya ask me. So I opened one of the ends and inside was another box...the color of melted bluish wax. I took it out and opened it. And I'll be damned...it wuz a skware krystaLL BaLL. I set it there on the kawfee taybuLL and looked at it. Then I picked it up and tirned it over and over in my hand. It wuz perfectly skware. 'Bout 5 inches by 5 inches I wood say.

By the way...BOB Radio is now playing "Wild Wild West." I dig that line "Gimme gimme safe sex." I am listening to it tonight...had the urge.

Anywayz....back to the skware krystaLL BaLL. It was re-MARK-able. Perfect, notta flaw in it. I set it back down on the kawfee taybuLL. Reached on over to the ashtray for my smoak and that GAWD damn thing started to tawk to me. Playne as day, I herd a voice comin' from it. I about shit. Yoo know what that son of a bitch said to me? It said, "Stay at an elevation of 700 ft or above on the pst evening after 7pm may 6th 2005 to 8:07 pm and don't go out doors anywhere in the northern hemisphere...."

Now WHAT in the HELL do yoo spoaze that meens?