Jun 05, 2005 20:39
Everyone knows what's up, but only a few people know what's been going down. Looks like our favorite high-profile lovebirds have stopped arguing over earthworms, at least on the surface. But get this, Mickey B predicts an earthquake in the future, and it won't be pretty. (Mickey B is the love child of Nostradamus and Miss Cleo when it comes to predictions of the heart.) YT thought it would take years to come true, but this shake-down might happen when the birds start flying south. It's going to be an interesting winter, but hopefully not a sad one. No matter what happens, YT will encourage embibing. A word of caution to my bird-watching friends: careful not to get shit on you when they fly away. Bye, bye, birdy: the truth shall set you free. Time shall reveal the crow hidden in dove's feathers, but the question still remains: which birds of a feather shall flock together? And which bird will be carved up during Thanksgiving? Only time will tell. The moral of the story: if you let sleeping dogs lie, they're going to go dig up a lot more bones when they eventually wake up.