Friday, June 13, 2014


As if poop hasn't already been splattering against propeller lately, what with all the Alex Jones worshipping "hate-riots" and "patridiots" popping off like so many cheap Chinese fireworks from sea to shining sea - and I mean that quite literally, what with Elliot "Supreme Gentleman" Rodger waging slaughter against the Beautiful People on a California beachfront while, way over on the other side of the continent, Canadian Trailer Park Boy Justin Bourque guns down five Mounties a mere hop, skip and jump from the icy North Atlantic - now we've got to worry about a whole new passel of moony-eyed loons and triskaidekaphobiacs getting in on the action? You know, I think the time is ripe for me to make like a turtle for a couple days. Somebody knock on my shell if we get through the next 24 hours without a major terrorist incident or the definitive kick-off of Cold War Part Two.

Oh, and by the way, this image is faked:

This one, on the other hand, is not:

Sleep well.

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