A THREE BEERS LATER DECREE!
HEAR THIS, AND TREMBLING, OBEY!
Let it be proclaimed, from this day forward, that vulpine Chicago fixer Rahm Emanuel shall be henceforth and forever referred to as
(With apologies to Doris Wishman)
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
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