Dean F.
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Pendragon and Sharx were sitting around, discussing what they always discuss: the vast, evil liberal plot to trash America's 1950s pop stars.
Suddenly, Pendragon clutched his chest and collapsed. After passing through the requisite tunnel of white light, he found himself face to face with God.
"At last," he exclaimed, "I can ask the one who knows all! Lord, how vast is the anti-American left-wing conspiracy to besmirch Frankie Laine, Johnnie Ray, Georgia Gibbs, Pat Boone, and all the other great pop talents of yesteryear?"
God replied, "There is no conspiracy. Those singers had their day, but that day has passed. Their music simply has not withstood the test of time, and that's why they never received the credit you incorrectly think they deserve."
At that point, the EMTs brought Pendragon back to life.
Two days later, Sharx visited him in the hospital. Pendragon got himself up on to one elbow, looked around in horror, and said in a low voice, "The conspiracy is deeper than we thought!"