The labor conflict at Three Beers Later! took a grim turn when I crossed my own picket line, established in solidarity with the oppressed unpaid bloggers of the Huffington Post, to publish this weekend's Rule 5 material. Not owning a car, I was obliged to key my cat Potluck in retaliation.
That might have gone better....
Having dressed my many bloody injuries, I have come to the conclusion that I need to be more tolerant of labor's right to self-expression, and will be more respectful of my picket line in the future.
However, I am in no position to guarantee the same for my occasional guest bloggers, so it is entirely likely that you will see additional material in the near future from Jamil al-Taqqiyah, Frumley Brooks, Chlamydia Shabazz X, et al. I accept no responsibility for their actions, statements or positions.
3 comments:
Can't we all just get along!!!!!!!
I've tried, man, but I refuse to negotiate in good faith. Last I heard I was shuttling back and forth between the Hooters and the Tilted Kilt down in Long Beach...
Scab!
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