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presents
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Fetus Admires a Decade
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Toxic File #27
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Centre of Eternity 615.552.5747 HQ of Toxic Shock and The Esoteric Society
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Truly the Eighties was a good decade. So much happened. Violence, greed,
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egotist corporate bastards. Fetus looked back at The Past with a Coke and
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a great big Smile. He first looked at the onbringing of the Hard Rock and
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Thrash Metal wave. Aah, music to corrupt little souls. Fast food. Fat and
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grease to poison and control minds. Sex. A perfect scheme to gain Fetal
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Followers and servant abortions. Abortion. A controversy. Should it be?
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Is it moral? Kill them all and carry out a job. Rallies. Ha! Pure pigs
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fighting a lost cause. And assholes like this are bitching over Snow
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White and her Seven Dwarf embryos? Pfft.
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Fetus the Destroyer looked ahead a bit. Spacce program. The Challenger.
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A truly saddening venture. Fetus sat upon his mighty undeveloped ass
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and moved his hands around a bit. "BOOM! Whissshhhh...SPLASH! HAHAHAHAHA!"
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Students got shot. Brutally slaughtered. Fetus laughed. "Whoa little
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pricks can't dodge a simple bullet?"
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Increase in terrorism. Fetal Muslims capturing everyone. Americans. "Aw
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gee, they can't stand a little Bondage and torture?" Airport bombings.
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Have a nice day, fly Delta, and watch out for bombs!
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An awful relieving of tension between Soviets and Americans. How could
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a Fetal Plan that big...FAIL? The Soviets were to nuke the Americans, but
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Flipper the Fetus fucked up big time and fell asleep before the Iceland
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Summit.
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Followers of Fetus struck big politically. Look at Ollie North. Fetus
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controlled his mind and made him a follower. Khadafi. Son of a bitch.
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Ayatollah Khomeini. Could the world not see Fetus in these?
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Earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, volcanoes. Oh at the violence within
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the Fetal Ground. Holocaust? Hardly. Fetus got pissed a couple of times.
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Fetus felt proud of himself for spreading what started as a harmless
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recipe in his kitchen, the AIDS Virus. Killed off plenty of fags and
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druggies. Fetus felt remorse and pity for those who spread the
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hallucinants and cocaine, but for the fags he felt not any such. Damned
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baters. The world had too many Baters. About damned time some of them
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were flushed and fucked. Take that back, they enjoyed that.
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Farm Aid. Band Aid. We Are The World. Ethiopia hunger relief efforts.
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Abortion rejects trying to do good things.
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Ozone holes. Hairspray, fluorocarbons, pollution? Nah, Fetus was just
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constipated one day and blew it too hard. Meteors? No, corn in his
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shit.
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Technology. Smaller televisions. Cellular phones. A distraction to
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divert one's attention from driving. Wrecks. Statistics. Blood.
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Coca-Cola produced the biggest disaster of the Eighties. New Coke. Yes
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that sickening shit that ruined the Cola Market forever. Jolt. A highly-
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caffeinated cola/sugar drink that would hype up Fetal Killers and send
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them on rampage. Chaos.
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Metallica came around. Hell yeah. And Slayer. Oh boy! Music to run
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people's lives! Death of Randy Rhoads. Ozzy leaves Black Sabbath and
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goes on his own. Fetus intervenes and allows Ozzy to bang some Lita
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Ford bitch and sing songs with her.
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Amiga. Commodore's release of the machine provided programmers with
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a means by which to create an ultimate Program to destroy the Earth.
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Then some reject came along, fucked up, and used such a machine for
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mere things as doing a piece of shit called Max Headroom...
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Power Politics. Reagan. Bush. Quayle. Turkey..ahem scratch the Bird
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Thoughts. Gorbachev. The death of Andre Saccharine..er..Sakharov.
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Downing of the Berlin Wall. Political Violence in Rumania. Czechoslovakia.
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Damn Fetus did some good work with world-wide violence. Oh gee look
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at the Middle East, Gaza Strip, West Bank, Jerusalem. Lebanon.
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The Leaning Tower of Pisa. It leans. So what? It's closed for restoration.
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It may fall. Kill a couple of people. Who the hell cares?
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I must go now and light some Black Candles and invoke Fetus the Destroyer
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to come and plan his Chaos for the Nineties.
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(c)Last Day of 1989. Toxic Shock.
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The Followers of Fetus
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Gross Genitalia
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Fetal Juice
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Bloody Afterbirth
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We the Followers wish you a painful Fetal New Year.
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