Not today he won’t.  The sneaky bastard convinced our GP to prescribe him a week’s worth of Viagra, and as a result he spent the better part of this afternoon tearing through the house with an erection, trying to shag the dog. As punishment, I’ve got him inputting some of my VHS tapes into the Mac so that I can burn them to disc.  I just hope the little fucker

From BBC News: Japanese officials are investigating claims that two men living in jungle in the Philippines are Japanese soldiers left behind after World War II. The pair, in their 80s, were reportedly found on southern Mindanao island. […] The claim drew comparisons with the 1974 case of Lieutenant Hiroo Onoda, who was found in the Philippines jungle unaware the war had ended. […] The two men on Mindanao contacted

Down with French wine and judicial activism.  Up with life! **** update:  IF GOD WANTED TWO GAYS TO MARRY HE WOULD HAVE MADE ONE OF THEM A WOMAN!  And tax cuts.

You can’t turn right without running into either a skank or a midget in a biker jacket. A cigarette-smoking clown perched over a water tank keeps calling you a “fatass bloggy loser” and reminding you that “Hinderaker craps bigger’n you.” You shell out five buck to walk into a tent and all you find there is Oliver Willis sitting on stage shirtless, eating a box of Devil Dogs. Tilt-o-whirl! A

Smell that caramel corn!

…You know what I fucking hate?  Dogs.  I fucking hate dogs… **** update:  …and feline chlamydiosis.  That sucks, too.