There is no greater torture than Lumpy Gravy…

 

Back in the day, it was hard to find a tape of Lumpy Gravy. Albums were nonexistent, and all people had were bootleg cassette recordings. It was torture. I’m hoping that all of the old bootlegged cassettes of Lumpy Gravy will be shoved up Dick Cheney’s ass. Not as tortore, of course, because that is not torture. But, instead, as rectal feeding to get him to loosen his ass so that maybe his mind will follow (to paraphrase Moon Unit).

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