The dark vans are gone…
The dark vans are gone and my Internet is working again. If you haven’t read the previous couple posts, you have some catching up to do.
Obviously, calling them out left the Russians and Americans no choice. I hope BOTH governments learned a thing or two about the pen being my t-shirt than the, um, uh, er… what would George Bush say here? The pen is a might tighter than the, hmmm… we won’t get fooled again.
In this case, the blog is mightier than the international incident. And if you think I’ve made all this up, you’re wrong. Mostly. Somewhat.
Parts of the story are true. I had to tell the story in code. (Whispering now.) They’re listening.
And for those of you who don’t believe Anna is THAT disconnected from all sports, I’ll have her write you about it. She doesn’t feel it’s a down side. And she’s right! I’m just a junkie. To quit the NFL NOW would send me into shock and possibly cause a personality fracture so deep even Mel Gibson would seem sane in comparison. And that dude is flat our whacked in the head. Talk about Mad Max.
Okay, I’m off to the bank to exchange some rubles for dollars… MR
You do know that the people on tv can see and hear you, right? The same goes for your computer monitor. vending machines, phones, GPS etc.
Now We have Smellville back in the correct frame of mind. I read last 2 posts and laughed from start to finish on both. MR you have made my day THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!