For a number of years now, work has been proceeding in order to bring perfection to the crudely conceived idea of a transmission that would not only supply inverse reactive current for use in unilateral phase detractors, but would also be capable of automatically synchronizing cardinal grammaters.

Such an instrument is the turbo and calculator.

Now, basically, the only new principle involved is that instead of power being generated by the relative motion of conductors and fluxes, it is produced by the modial interaction of magnetorelectance and capacitive directance.

The original machine, at a base plate of pre-famulated amulite, surmounted by a malleable log-rhythmic casing in such a way that the two spurving bearings were in a direct line with a parametric fam.

The latter consisted simply of six hydro-coptic marsal veins, so fitted to the ambification lunar wane shaft that side fumbling was effectively prevented.

The turbo and calculator has now reached a high level of development, and it's being successfully used in the operation of no-for-trungians.

Moreover, whenever a fluorescent score motion is required, it may also be employed in conjunction with a drawn reciprocation dingle arm to reduce soinous soil repleneration.

It's not cheap, but I'm sure the government will buy it.

You know, personally, I do not believe in God because I do not know what that word means.

I do know that it spells count backwards, though.

Well, thank God we built you! What a blessing for the community!

Fairbanks, that's so bad. No, no, burving's the best.

Congratulations, son. I'm about to make you famous.

I've waited my whole life for this moment. The fame and fortune of a Tuesday afternoon edition of TBTL, the show that just might be too beautiful to live.

It does not bother me. It, in fact, I kind of liked it because I know there's somebody around.

My name is Luke Burbank. I am your host coming to you from Bellingham, Washington, the Bay City, perched atop Alabama Hill.

Here's what we do. We sit down, I sit down in this little room in Bellingham, and my co-host sits down in a little room in Los Angeles.

On today's show anyway, we each send our voices to St. Paul, Minnesota, where they are connected up and then beamed back across the country so that we are able to record this imaginary radio show.

Explaining how a show works means the show is already in trouble.

This is episode 2061 in a collector's series, and we got lots to talk about. Let the fun begin.

A teenager is in a bunch of trouble, apparently, for pulling off a pretty amazing spoof, as we say on this show. I feel bad for him because...

Jokes are really difficult, I must say. Yeah, he pulled off a great joke, and I don't think that the administration of the high school or the local state senator involved are taking it well, so we'll tell you what's up with that.

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