Imagine my surprise when I googled "Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts" to find the lyrics to a song of my childhood and, lo and behold, it wasn't the song that I remembered. I have this tune floating around in my brain and I'm singing Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts to it. It sounds right, but apparently it's not.
I wonder how many other memories I have that aren't real? Or are at least muddled? Are the memories of my childhood manufactured? Are they made up? Or worse, were they implanted by aliens? Do I really even have sisters? A brother? Or is there some chip embedded in my brain that triggers fake memories to come to surface? I just don't know anymore. I was positive about the whole Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts thing. I wonder if I'm in some kind of Truman Show? Please don't tell me you're watching me on TV. I'm SO unphotogenic. And I definitely do not need that extra ten pounds the camera adds.
I'm so confused.