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

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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Signs and Portents, My Brothers, Signs and Portents...

Considering how much snow, rain, ice, wind and hail the Lord dropped on AlGore during his "inconvenient truth" lecture tours without Tubby buying a clue, I guess we can't count on the Great and Powerful Ob to take a hint...