CAN’T YOU TWIST THAT SMALLER

Someone dropped a two ton osciliscope
on me this morning. It was as heavy as hell.
I loaned it to a man that was sorting through
the city’s phone banks, he was busy connecting
various parking ticket complaints. He put a bundle
of wires in his mouth to shake my hand for giving him
the osciliscope. Through the wires he mentioned
that thousands were dead, and that the osciliscope
would be quite handy in this.