Posted by Blueh

Sometimes I like to wear my mother's wedding gown whilst she slumbers as I imagine myself to be free of all oppression from Bill Nye. He comes to me at night slowly chanting in that same, demonic breath: "Bill...Bill...Bill...Bill...!" Then he beats me and he taunts me. "Science rules..." I have studied for years. Years upon years of continuous scientific inquiries. None of them satisfy him. He hangs me from my undergarments over the balcony, slowly teetering me as if to caress my broken pelvis. "An object in motion stays in motion! An object at rest, IS DEAD!" I plead and plead again, "O' Bill!" But to no avail. There is no use in resisting. He is in control of everything. Your mind, your body, your soul, the United States Congress, everything! I dream of a hellish world. A world united under tyranny and oppression. Slaves gather hand-in-hand, crying their new hymnal to their new great leader, "Bill...Bill...Bill...Bill... Bill Nye, The Science Guy!"