Praise "Bob"!

Reveling in the Prairie Squid, the proto-Overman GRINDS HIS FOOT on the laws of the Norms. He grabs sheer Slackful BLISS and DISPORTS himself! YEEEE! The Overman-to-be is BELOVED of the "Fightin' Jesus" because he has PAID HIS DUES! Praise that FootGland! Quit your job! SLACK OFF! NOW! Indeed, the rescue of the SubGenii by the Xists is pure Bulldada! Its enslackened MOCKERY comes from the Luck Plane. Its essential NATURE will be taken up in the Saucers! Think of a PIPE, sticking in a human face, FOREVER! Nhee Ghee, evil joker of the gods, like the fetid EMBRACE of the Phlegm Elementals, wields ACID-TIPPED electrical razor-edged CORKSCREWS and is pure AntiSlack! Quit your job for "Bob"!

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?