GerbilMechs 034 : Belly Wumblings


11Feb03 (Monthenor): So my brain says to me tonight, "Monty," it says, "I gots something for ya." This is usually a bad sign. "Monty, you need this: "... and then I thought the following verbatim. (Verbatim ist verboten!) "I believe that the (meaningful, grammatically correct) English sentence that is least likely to ever be uttered is 'Wow, so you're a solipsist too?'"

What little alcohol I consume is obviously killing off the wrong neurons.

Rah rah Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine...

Current Textual Threat Condition Indicator of Chromatic Spectrum is High!
Signs point to no… dumb ass.

02.11.03 (Morgion)

Shame Monty! Quoting a fabulous disco homage and not sharing the love? :-)

Once again, I'm proud to watch the Daily Show almost exclusively for my broadcast news. If I want "hard" news, I'll read it on Google, thank you very much. Why? Because the news media is the Whore of Babylon. No joke.

We've been at "Terror Alert High" for about five days now. Reason: We (the intelligence community, not the lowly, ignorant public in this democracy) have received specific information which (paraphrasing from someone dispensing info at a White House press briefing) "does not specify time, location, or method" of the imminent attack. Amazingly enough, this dren didn't come out of the mouth of that little weasel Ari Fliescher. Of course, we can't know why everyone is freaking out, because… well, I don't quite remember why. My blathering propaganda buffer might have been full by that point.

On top of that, I won't be able to enjoy bananas for much longer. Frell. At least I'll be able to buy Apple computers from anywhere... even Gateway.