The caustic Gnostic / Watched a Bob Ross flick, / Prayed, and ate a popsicle pie, / But he couldn’t cool down / With his feet on the ground, / So he took a pill and got himself high; / Then he tinkled ‘til his bladder ran dry. / (Oh my!)

[Euripides’ Shorts 239]

The caustic Gnostic / Watched a Bob Ross flick, / Prayed, and ate a popsicle pie, / But he couldn’t cool down / With his feet on the ground, / So he took a pill and got himself high; / Then he tinkled ‘til his bladder ran dry. / (Oh my!)