Maybe I should just turn this thing into a soft-porn site. It all has to do with S-E-X anyway – I mean, most Americans bend over for the soap all day, everyday anyway – so why not give them what they are used to. Oh – sorry – read Louis’ columnar series about the Butt Pirates of the Potomac – maybe then you’ll get it.
Well, another week begins – or is that ‘weak’? Well, we will find out as the sun comes up, what the Community Organizer, and his minions have in store for us, soon enough.
Granny has been flat on her back for nearly a week – no – no – no – get your minds out of the gutter… Seems that she has been wearing a patch over her eye – but she’s beginning to stir. Watch out, she’ll tan your hide, just as soon as she catches you wasting time down at the ‘twaberry patch.
Biesada is just an old Angry White Male – come ot think of it – so am I… Neal is ticked off. Ewart decided to buy a soap on a rope, so that he didn’t have to deal with the consequences of government sneaking up behind him. Lynn is dealing with some far-out Doctahs’, who left too much gauze in the wound – and O’Bummah? Well – he’s just doin’ what comes naturally to him – just messin’ witcho minds. Can we survive 28 more months of this? I ‘spect not!
As for me? Well, I’ve got a full day ahead of me, and maybe within the next couple of days, I’ll finally settle on what I want this site to look like – or who knows – it could change mid-day – in the mean time – gitcher azz back to work, and I’ll see you at Sundown!
Without Apology I am,