Random Crap, Too Tired To Think Of A Title

Random Crap, Too Tired To Think Of A Title

I have officially found the funniest chick on earth. Some chica named Cassie has a Lord of the Rings parody site, filled with the "Secret Diaries" of each of the main characters. It's HILARIOUS. I laughed even harder than I did when someone sent me that cybersex-gone-wrong e-mail.. "I meditate to regain my mana, before casting Level 8 Cock of the Infinite." Anyway my point is, I wanna go to the Lord of the Rings premiere. No really. That was my point.

Okay here's an interesting article... "Women Needed To Test Orgasm Machine." I guess being a test subject isn't as bad as people think it is. Then again there's some woman drinking detergent in some lab right now, going "Why the hell didn't I sign up for THAT test??"

Anyone else think this town is going to attract some pretty scary people with some pretty scary weaponry? Ahhh... finally a place where people can bear arms while taking a shit in peace.

So Mike Jean e-mails me articles all day long, which tells me he is vastly overpaid. The most recent one is about a man who killed and ate a willing victim. Both men were German, which should give you a history lesson that can be applied to Iraq. Never just pull out of a country after a war, without any type of governing body and economic structure firmly in place, or you'll leave them ripe for the dictatorial pickings. Then "Allied Forces" have to go back in, topple the new dictator, and then half a century later its people will be running around playing sex games with feces and answering ads seeking "fit man for slaughter." Japan is also a microcosm for this phenomenon.

Okay I'm having an allergy attack. I'll be back later, after I either scratch my left eyeball out or ingest a handful of generic Claritins. Thank God for generic drugs.