Look, I have no control over the types of things that pop into my head. That's the only way I can explain why I found myself wandering around the other day singing The Hut Sut Song.
If you, quite sensibly, wonder what the hell I'm talking about, you clearly didn't know my mom, who would break into this from time to time. As to how or why the damned thing ever came to exist, as Dr. Floyd said of the monolith in 2001, its origin and purpose remain a total mystery. Posting this on St. Patrick's Day makes no sense whatsoever, but what do you want? At least I'm not going on about El Brendel again.
