Le Colonel Neville s’habille Tojours Pour le Diner. Semper Fi. Thomas Sowell: "There are three questions that I think would destroy most of the arguments on the left. The first is compared to what? The second is at what cost and the third is what hard evidence do you have?” Live free or die or both. Satirical empirical conservative. No, really.
Friday, 20 July 2007
I Dreamed I Saw Saint Al Last Night.
Al Gore prepares his 'mind' and adjusts his corset before presenting his documentary, 'An Interesting Fruit'.
Al Gore climbed through my kitchen window while I was scraping off my body oils for recycling as gee butter. The hippies at the local market just love it. I'm going all the way with this recycling thing, baby! Gore admonished me for not believing in him and threatened to "up the boredom" if I refused. As he phrased it, "Wake up and join the circus, hop on the Gravy Train, grab the public funding, dig the fame and be part of the mass mania, Bub". Or else.
Then after speaking continuously for a mere seven and a half hours that passed like light years, he leapt from his disposable pedestal and with a vast flame of his own methane, which powered some kind of a golden apple pie shaped spacecraft, Al blasted into the sky. How could I not be left impressed and fully bored with such a display?
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