A burrito you can't refuse.
Every day at exactly 12:45, the local Roach Coach pulls up to the dead end of the street where my office sits, and toots the Godfather theme on its horn. It's nice. But I ate chicken chow mein from them last week, and I can say with authority that the theme song is wholly appropriate.
PS: Today I am tired because last night I saw my old friend lead some gender terrorists at El Rio -- a skulleted Britney Spears wandered in the Iraqi desert, Laura Bush and Osama's Mama sang "It's Raining Men" while 9/11 imagery played behind them, and two trannies in hajibs rapped "We like the bombs that go boom."
And now I need a shower and a nap.
PS: Today I am tired because last night I saw my old friend lead some gender terrorists at El Rio -- a skulleted Britney Spears wandered in the Iraqi desert, Laura Bush and Osama's Mama sang "It's Raining Men" while 9/11 imagery played behind them, and two trannies in hajibs rapped "We like the bombs that go boom."
And now I need a shower and a nap.