"The time is a quarter to I-make-sweet-love-to-you. Doooooong."
or click here"It's not sweat. It's my aura glistening."
or click here"Any attempt at being intelligent is fucking futile. Now go take your banana and play on a friggin' rope… Hello, and what would you like for Christmas?"
or click here__________
Karen's notes: Concerning that first one, this is STM's imitation of the Talking Clock, a phone number you can call to listen to the time. Adam's mother tells us that when she was younger and working at a lame job, she used to regularly call the Talking Clock out of sheer boredom.
And that last one, well, now we know what we'd get if STM were Santa.