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Monthly Archives: December 2005
Gravel (not based upon a true story)
The left side of my face pressed against the cold gravel. The foot on the opposite side of my face would push down harder every so often when my assailant wanted to emphasize a particular point he was making as … Continue reading
Bush With Santa Greeting!
Happy/Merry Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanza/Ramadhan/Festivus/Boxing Day/Whatever! Our holiday gist to you is this beautiful card below! You can send it to friends, enemies, or even Tony Danza. Just fill in the form and be delighted that you gave your aquatence the best present … Continue reading
Cheesegod.com in New York Times
People have begun to wonder if blogs are the new venue of breaking news. Thanks to internet sites we knew about the forged Bush Military Memos and that gay bald rightwing reporter running a muck in the whitehouse. Well, now … Continue reading