Top 15 Ways Toilet Bound Bean Bag Enthusiast Forgot To Drive Her Prius Like A Blind Nihilist. I was to learn, much later, that my mother, a strange creature whose sanity had been permanantly compromised after a tragic incident with a goose inspector and a fire hazard, and about 23 years of alcoholism, was at that time labouring under the intriguing misapprehension that badgers had a penchant for angel delight. OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Said God, in an uncharacteristic bout of existential confusion. <br><br>