Three Beers Later...

An Experiment in Adjusting an Alcohol-based Reality Filter. The more beer you drink, the more the world seems to make sense. I'm not sure if this is the beer's fault, or the world's. Experiments proceed. For pigeonholing purposes, I consider myself a South Park Conservative: I believe in Loose Women and Tight Borders but I'm getting anime porn and legally mandated lounges for day laborers...further adjustment to the model may be needed. e-mail me at slayerdaddy-AT-yahoo.com

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Dear Mr. President...

...while you're down there, kiss my ass.

3 comments:

RebeccaH said...: Argh! My stomach twists in angry knots every time I see that.; April 7, 2009 at 3:27 PM
Carol said...: Check it out-Sarkozy is laughing at him. You can almost hear his thoughts, "that Barry, what a shmuck!"; April 8, 2009 at 4:58 AM
richard mcenroe said...: Since the Great and Powerful Ob evidently can't decide between bowing, making a courtly leg and curtsying like a bitch, I can't blame Sarkozy...; April 8, 2009 at 11:59 AM