Weasels ripped my flesh. Ripped. My flesh. Who ripped? Weasels ripped. What did they rip? My flesh. Apparently they swarm like bees, chasing their prey into the water where the apparently aquatic animals have the advantage. It is a concept so goofy, Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention used it for an album cover. Yet, it is not singularly corny.
Bullp*ss 