Reality Check by Dave Whamond for September 30, 2015

It’s the road that moves under the chicken, you doofuses (doofi).-Oh moo-oo-oon of A-la-ba-a-a-a-ma, we now must say good-bye, we lo-o-o-o-st our dear old ma-a-a-a ma-a-a-, and must have whiskey oh you know why-y-y-y-y-. (Kurt Weill song, excellently covered on the Doors’ first album.)