Blog. Such a funny word. Blog. Rhymes with "clog" and "dog." Can one tell my boredom has reached critical levels? I hope not. Because that would mean I am becoming transparent, and transparency is bad. Sure, it's difficult to copy and makes it easier to sneak up on someone. But, what's the point? If there is no one around, it all just falls apart. No copy attempts to thwart, no pockets to steal from. Just emptiness. Well, at least I have plenty of time to read. *Drops and breaks glasses* No, no! There was time now! It's not fair! It's not fair! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Okay, that was kind of wierd. Let's see what else we got in here.
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"'Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn!' 'Well, screw you, too!' *Pulls out gun, fires at point blank range*"
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........... "Peanut Butter! Jell-y! Peanut Butter! Jell-y!" "What?"
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"Take the blue pill, and I'll show you how deep the rabbit hole goes." "Be vewy, vewy quiet, I'm hunting wabbits!"
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"In Al-burqueque! I said A!" "A!" "L!" "L!" "B!" "B!" "U!" "U!" "R!" "R!" ........................."Queque!" "Queque!"
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"For hot bot on bot action, just dial..." (whoops! Pay-per-view!)
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"Happy trees! Happy Trees!" "Now, give us money! Now!" (PBS)
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"This concludes our broadcast day. Please stay tuned as we shamelessly shovel advertizing for obviously iferiour products down your throat for the next 6 hours! Enjoy!" "It's Dentist-in-a-Box!"
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"Stop! Or I'll shoot!" *Bang!* "Uh, chief. He gave up a half our ago. He was sitting in the squad car." "I know that, you know that. But, I don't think he knew that. And that's all that matters. Now, let's go get a doughnut!"
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"Aww, this show ain't no good!" *Bang!*
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"Hey, that looks kind of wierd. Hey, that's a camera! What the hell is a camera doing in my shower!" (oh, right. I forgot I had that hooked up still!)
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"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! Our station is too cheap to afford an electronic beep. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!"
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"But, there's still one question on my mind. Who are you?" "I'm Batman!" *jumps off roof* *Splat!*
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Well, I think that's enough for one day. I'm afraid of what else will pop up next.
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"Welcome to the Geriatric 600! All are drivers are over 60 and drugged up past their eyeballs! We should have an amazing race today, folks! That is, if our drivers can remember how to turn on their cars...... uh, well, there goes the #34 Geritol Cadillac right into the wall. The #29 Country Kitchen Buffet Lincoln seems to be having trouble with their wheel chair lift....
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