see that man drifting on the edges of consciousness that's me 22 year old
psychedelic apostle Gary Newman not to be confused with 80s pop sensation Gary
Newman I was soaring through the astral planes when I was confronted by a
familiar foe Hitler spoke I will return I would destroy you Gary it was clear
that the Nazis would stop at no cost to kill me and on the worst day possible
to handing that morning I rushed to uni however obstacles brought my path my
psychedelic vision made it clear that all is not what it seems there were
minions of the evil regime I did the only thing that was logical and kick the
little one with my pain destroyed I must some I create a new one by the end of the
day whilst on the run from that sees if I don't I will fail to graduate I was to
survive I'd need help from someone that can make me think and that's why
murder is the highest form of art
give me the boy now
class dismissed private belly
Gary wait outside my office yes this good Billy dispose of this ill man of
Birmingham I'll throw you in the uni dungeon but yes sir boss what's his
name bring the car around I must defeat the Nazis I must hand in new painting I
must graduate so as a result I must now make a new pattern by the end of the day
and defeat the Nazis oh when there is one now to move on ball miss G what are you
doing no excuse me
you know slavery isn't groovy miss G simple Gary poor boy doesn't have one
single independent thought in his bed I can answer a blessing I'm tricking balls
are you the guy that killed my fluffy yeah that little gremlin that it coming I
sent him straight to hell kill the cunt
well this is fucking shrunk you know it's a tickle the beach
Nobody touches my god
Thank you.
Hi, I'm Gary, I'm six years old, and I've got a best mum in the whole wide world.
She paints all the time.
Bastard mentioned a kid, you know what would be funny, let's give the boys the man, he's so funny.
Gary, it's not over yet.
Oh no, what have I done, not again, oh I am a goody goat.
I thought I was shot, where are they all, he's gone, they're all gone, the Nazis must
have paralysed us and then beamed themselves away, Gary, hide the paint and go, it's groovy Miss G, take a gander, oh lord, Gary are you sure you want us to admit that, absolutely Miss G, I've reached then, see ya.
Oh no, what have I done, not again, oh lord, Gary are you sure you want us to admit that, absolutely Miss G, I've reached then, see ya.
Gary, your foes have arrived, there's an alien invasion, we must stop them.
It's groovy.
