This is just a well-written song. The whole thing. It's called "Hymn #101." Songwriters (this is Joe Pug) and songs like this don't come around all that often. Listen, you'll see what I mean.
"Look at the size of that boy's heed! It's like an orange on a toothpick! That's a huge noggin! It's a virtual planetoid! It has it's own weather system. I'm not kidding, that boy's head is like Sputnik - spherical but quite pointy at parts! Now that was offside, wasn't it? He'll be crying himself to sleep tonight...on his huge pillow."
Hauling around a gargantuan cranium has its downsides (like when you have to fetch things like "the paper"), but it also has its advantages, one of which is ample processing space.
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