Just once, I would like to walk the streets of New York City, and see
every single person looking like this, inexplicably. Even the pets.
Remember that Twilight Zone episode when the beautiful woman awakens in a hospital, and is horrified to discover that she looks nothing like the piggy people who populate the place? I think that this could be good for New York; you know, take our minds off of Wall Street for a little while. Hmmm, this could be the perfect punishment for the outgoing CEO fucks at Lehman Brothers and AIG, now that I really think about it. It would be worth it just to see them all try to swim in their pools, only to sink to the bottom in a ball of wet yarn.
I am imagining that these wonders of crochet are full-body encasements, and not merely reserved for the head. Looking at those pictures, I think we now know what happened to The Children of The Corn.
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