sunday evening hour zero

May 11, 2008 23:06

The religious kook-bags are at it again with ads on the side of this page asking if God really cares- more to the point, why do we still need the obvious crutch of an abdicated responsibility whore point (RWP) upon which we can pile our own inadequacies, wish fulfilments and precarious vicarious life surfing by people who should know better by now.

But that's the difference, isn't it? Nobody knows where there is, any more and so we have a crowd of 'wlcomtomagonaldas' teenagers sputtering in a semi-Spanish/semi English guttural accent/lifestyle accessory which is not so much improved by the application of a drive-thru speaker giving the impression of a really shit voice of God.

And speaking of, Carlos Mencia needs to stop running annoying promo commercials for his new stupid tv show stand up 'comedy' nonsense. Personally, I'd rather watch the identity thief guys who play anusing songs and look mad for the point of the ads.

My allergy meds are making me fly- sky-high and oooooooohhh I'm nodding asleep at the KB- been feeling shitty all day

thecolin1_book

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