The fat man behind the curtain (i.e. the Wizard) was really Truman Capote. The munchkins are really the descendants of the original inhabitants of Earth. The rest of us are transplants from another galaxy, our home planet having died at the hands of our ancestors due to severe abuse……...
So, I’m standing in the women’s restroom with the Tin Man, the Scarecrow, and the Wicked Witch of the West. They were watching Mrs. Claus through the crack of the door of the bathroom stall. After she had evacuated her stomach, she needed to do the same for her bladder so was ...
“Well,” said the Tinman, “maybe you can join us. I have no heart and Scarecrow has no brain. Dorothy and the little dog are dying to go home, very far away. We are going to find the Wizard of Oz for help. Why not come with us and ask him for courage?” ...