Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Oh, hell no. This reminds me of Saturday at the pharmacy. They ring up $125 worth of my prescriptions and a soda, and then it's "I'm sorry, you'll have to take this robitussin flu to the front counter to sign for it." "Kid, are you going to make meth with your cough syrup?" "Yes, mother..." (he's been calling me "mother").

This is a little old as news at this point, but in case anyone missed it a few weeks ago: gay bombs! Give 'em TEH GAY and they won't fight no mo'!


I only skimmed this, and I am not an atheist, but it's interesting nevertheless.

Who needs sleep?

OK, I do. Time for milk and melatonin. Peace,

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