Hello and good morning, day, evening, or freakish sunny Alaskan night to you readers. Dear me, you're looking a bit depressed, good readers. I mean this only in the friendliest way of course, but you all look a bit drained. As if some great, monolithic need has yet to be fulfilled in all your years of awaiting it. I can tell because I went through a similar bout of sick emptiness and it was as if there were a giant, lonely cavity in my bowels where organs once pulsed.

So, in a fit of common sense, I sought out to obtain more organs.

And oh, good readers, I found them in abundance! However the organs themselves were not the true prize, so much as the wrapping they came in. For you see, the wrapping sang good readers. It sang in melodies of swirling jazz, throbbing rock, and sweetest, saddest opera. The aesthetics were more glorious still! As seen here:

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Quite a lovely effort my organ donors have put in, hmm? Said organs came courtesy of one Mr. Rotti Largo, head of Gene Co. A gregarious and futuristic company that happily doles out healthy organs for neccessity and fashion. All one needs to do is pay your dues with all due punctuality because otherwise, well, the consequences shouldn't be dwelled on. Let us say that the results for slipping with your payments will end quite messily, good readers. (Imagine making chili as the chili screamed and you sang a happy ditty by Tiny Tim.)

But please, good readers, do not just take my word for it! Take your own word and collect all the innards, music and breathtakingly phantasmagoric ambience you can engorge! If need be, rent the masterpiece, buy it, view it with a friend, but by all accounts take a look. I guarantee you will be filled to capacity...provided of course you keep track of your dues.

If not, well, scalpels, knives and saws can be quite filling as well!

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"TESTIFY!"