It's Muppeter On The Inside

Every morning, I wake up thinking that no matter what fresh hell this day might bring, at least I know the limits of how full muppet Garcia  could get. Fullness is finite: you can assign a number to it, figure out its relationship to humidity and drug consumption, write a formula for it and bother 16-year olds with that information. There was only so much muppet available

And then this. Garcia has shot past full muppet: his muppet overfloweth and folds in on itself, like a hypercube, or a super rectangle, or an exceptionally charitable triangle–

Going somewhere with this?

…

The word “muppet” still makes me giggle.

We’re done here.