Angela the Vampire Slayer…or really anyone in a rubber suit (they can’t all be TBI)
ByOkay, I’ve decided everything should be somewhere between Land of the Lost (yes the original series, and yes the one with Chaka, whatever happened to that actor Philip Paley…he made it all the way to Airwolf. Keep in mind I have no reason to lie.), early to late Dr. Who up through Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
WTF, you ask. That’s a fair question.
Well any disease, bad guy/gal, universal deathly gloop, monster, demon,(the last three are simply known as different incarnations of the GOP of late) could be destroyed by attacking the actor in the rubber suit. And no, the suit was not used for protection.
I figure just about all those rubber suit baddies were some rendition of cancer, autism, heart attacks, strokes, brain injuries, broken bones, any physiological or psychological condition put in some rubber suit form. And through those shows we could kill them all.
Except for Chaka, even though we wanted to kill him at the time…really he is the precursor to JarJar Binks in annoyance value, just not as racist since he was blonde.
I figure,, that’s one of the reasons at least some of you know what I’m talking about.
We can’t cure cancer…though we might have cured AIDS for those who keep up with science news that tops 2011. All that stem cell research everyone gets whiney about…it really can save lives. You know, if we let people like scientists use it. I’m not talking about monkeys typing out Hamlet . I’m talking scientists.
I know I’m ready to run out and have an abortion just so they can harvest those cells. (Some people actually believe this, if you are one of them stop reading this blog and run directly into traffic…do not pass Go…do not collect $200. A straight header. I mean, if you believe stem cell research will increase abortions, you will probably believe me.)
I will let you know if I get sued because the last thing some good samaritan woman read was my blog and ran directly into traffic. I might even be a little proud.
You have to have some writing prowess to be writing about nonsensical rubber suits related to diseases, and still get someone to jump in front of traffic to help save the human evolutionary process…shit…take your kids too. Damn. Bet that was too late. Orphaned children all over the world will hate TBI writers everywhere for forcing people to think or die.
Man, I wish that were a prerequisite to life.
Think or die.
Might be my new motto.
