Monday, December 9, 2013

An Island chain seems to be popping up in front of the Malibu Pier, and Natty Fred does not know if he is Bongo Congo I crazy, Bongo Congo II crazy, or Bongo Congo III crazy.



22,000 miles from Rabbi Jeff Golddoom's home, Natty finds himself in a Washington, D.C. Starbucks police-state Babylon. Rule, Natty Rule, Natty Fred, he be king of Babylon.

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