Liberal Larry discovers, in his house, the presence of...(gasp)...tangerines:
How long had these evil things been in my possession? How long had they sat there on my dining room table, mocking me from their cozy little basket of hate? Days? Months? There's no way to know for sure, as I've been pretty much stoned out of my gourd since the Live Earth show. Luckily, Mother came down from her glaucoma medication long enough to call me about Elizabeth Edwards' courageous sacrifice, or else my tangerines could have damaged the climate beyond even Duran Duran's power to repair.
Awareness was raised and a LiveEarth chronic binge ended!