Praise "Bob"!

REPENT! Repent that you are TAINTED with the touch of the Blandoids who have no SPARK! Their money is green but THEY are cursed! They will perish in their BILLIONS on X-Day! They do not GET it, they never will. They are CLUELESS! The REAL SubGenius knows that his foes are the Drones who are RATS, are BLANK PAGES, are BACTERIA! The Blandoids have NO Nental Ife! And they don't understand that a BAD ATTITUDE is our SALVATION! Patrio-Psychotic Anarcho-Materialism is the answer! The SubGenius I'm talking about instinctively KNOWS how the vital importance of "Connie" to the understanding of the SubGenius holds us back from the brink of doom and (YES! Praise "Bob"!) is a mere shadow of reality as perceived after the Third Nostril is opened. And still the SubGenius must KILL "Bob"! Reveling in sheer Slackful BLISS, the REAL SubGenius has no NEED to make "sense" and is NEVER wrong, because he DAMNS the Drones and can find SLACK in a slobbering WORM!

Does this make NO SENSE to you?
Is this your first exposure to the Word of "Bob"?
Maybe you need to learn MORE. It depends on how you react to these electronically generated yet DIVINELY AUTHENTIC spews of TRUTH. Did you find them meaningless and annoying, or strangely compelling?