Why am I writing? Well, because I need the practice. Plus, you like to laugh and you do things all day that fill you with so much vitriolic rage that you feel you have to come home and watch The Apprentice just to prevent explodation. It is my goal to either make you forget about those things and put off The Apprentice, or make you even more angry. I will be equally satisfied either way.
Each week, I will present a series of short stories, skits, essays, lists, and just general thoughts and ideas, with the intent of caressingly nailing your humor bone (better than it sounds).
Please, take every chance to comment on anything I post. Feel free to say horrible things to me. Bring up Hitler, often. If my grandfather and Mel Gibson's dad can do it, why not you?
Speaking of Hitler, here's a friend of his and the perfect image to begin my blog, since this beautiful, sexy man died so that I could bring these words to you. Hey Jesus, thanks!
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