Joe Provo's Pages

I've lost wisdom for salad.


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Rather Obvious Catfish Fact Number 6:
He briefly played guitar.

"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."

I suggest that you hop over to the online game Lost or checking out Ben "Limey" Bennett... before it is too late.

Want more spew? For a pleasant return to childhood, why not visit the Land of Make-Believe.

And as a parting shot, the Weekly World Spew's movie theatre coming attractions:

   Now Playing at a Theatre NEAR YOU:

   Experience the *Blood-Chilling* terror of

  *** Twilight of the Tse-tse Flies ***

   And For the First Time on the Continent

   *** Carnival of the Throbbing Abominable Snowmen ***

   Filmed in Repuls-O-Vision!

Cheers,
joe