Sunday, January 17, 2010

Lacuna

Sally's sitting in a dark room contemplating her next steps and Dear Supreme Leader and his posse are all in South Fieldville catching rays on the beach.  The rest of us well...run to the mirror and see if anything is etching itself onto your forehead.

Click to be annoyed by a rodent

Thanks for your support - send Sally soul taking instructions, time-traveling communist ☭ foreign alien zombies, buckets and buckets of hubris, a texting plan that includes an intelligent operator requirement, a text program that breaks your nose if you're stupid, nose surgery insurance, anti-growth powder for politician's noses, nosy misinformed people of all kinds, the type of idiots that comment on the bottom of news posts, all the compassionate Wall Street Bankers that you can put on the head of a pin, a boat load of fools, positive-thinking crusading snoopers, S-N double O-P - D-O double G, Limos, million dollar boat$, trashcans full of toxic Chinese toys, and tweets to @cjswift ex machina

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That banker's gonna be lonely up there all by herself.