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Here it is guys, my road to riches. There is a couple of towns I have heard of that have the greatest money making resource in all the world. I speak, of course, about families with large amounts of disposible income who also have, by a stroke of luck, retarded children. Nestled in our countries lovely western landscape lie the sleepy dessert cities of Colorado City, Arizona and Hildale, Utah. These two burgs are said to be overflowing with "simplton gold", my sources say. Being that these cities are members of a fundimentalist mormon sect that practices polygamy and really pushes for marriges to ' keep it in the family', as it were, these two towns are now a smorgasbord of non-variety, ironic if you think about it. The two sister cities harbor a population, just over eight thousand citizens, at least four thousand of them have been traced back to two founding families. Now, through years of inbreeding, the Shangri La of the twenty fourth chromosome is ripe for the picking. So if you wish to invest, I am planning on moving in and hitting a niche market in its prime. I am moving to Hildale and opening a speciality store. What am I selling? One thing, that thing is, you geussed it, Superman suits. Think of the market outcry they must have in these cities, positively over run by Corkys, ( Sorry I burnt down the restaraunt dad), they are everywhere, as far as the puffy eye can see and they need their Super suits. I will, of course, only sell the finest suits. Lovingly crafted by master seamstresses, the material, from silk worms of unequaled quality, or I will simply have hobos from Kansas City sew the damn things from cloth I make them dig out of a fabric stores dumpster, not like the reres are gonna know, right? I will just charge, mabye five thousand for the basic model and scale up from there. Sounds like a fair business practice to me. I know some of you might be thinking,'Joe, you can't take advantage of the mentally handicapped like that'. Well, I'm not, I am trying to take advantage of their families with all the old money. Everyone knows retards don't have any money, unless you count George Lucas, (whoa, take that Jar-Jar, ooooooh he nasty). If retards had their own money I would open my own store in Richfield, Minnesota that would sell magic, invisible, flying, icecream scooters, (you really have to work in that city for about a year to get that last sentence but it is somewhat self explanatory). Well, anyway, there is money to be had here so hop on board, soon we will all be swimming on a tidal wave of decelerate dough, sluggish simolians, re re riches, lethargic loot, limited lucre...Etc... you get the point. They will spend the money, believe me, the minute those beady eyes see red and blue we will be seeing green. Hurry aboard, the ship is sailing.