Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Learn to Deal II



I found the original of this pamphlet inconveniently stuffed in my door today.

On my way to the mailbox, I considered tossing it on the ground or maybe stuffing it in the mail slot of the communal box.

Neither act could quite express the annoyance I felt - why litter or further burden the Postal System?

It was then that I realized the best route to satisfaction was just a crude bit o' *'shoppin'.


*Actually, I use The Gimp

9 comments:

The_Scum said...

Furst to hold!

Hold! Tug! hold! Tug!

Oh my what a mess!

I'll have to get some imaginary Tang™ to help clean this mess up.

The_Scum said...

Lmao!

I'm glad I didn't wait to post.

God forbid if that arrangement doesn't work out. That Yahweh worshipping d00d could end up with even more 'fans' than I have!

Lavi's traffic could skyrocket with so many 'fans' until his Adbrite account climbed to the price of a footlong!

Your lurving Scummy.

D's turn or SPA anon or blue chill anon or maybe just a random passing blog reader or will Yahweh smite this blog from existance?

The_Scum said...

PS....

...thas rasiss!

Butt funny!

I will now stop posting.

D said...

And if you're straggling in the middle of the line you'll be struck by lightning.

(unless you take the tiny text suggestion, hire a negro, and elbow your way to the front of the line)

Great chop-shop-job. Please submit it as a PSA to the local NPR station.

The_Scum said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGQ-ISsDm8M

Anonymous said...

i'm sorry
perhaps I missed it.

why would you WANT to survive the end of the world?

The_Scum said...

Free stereos of course Anon. Or anal with corpses.

Lavi D. said...


why would you WANT to survive the end of the world?

Silly.


So your superstitious, myth-backed hatred and prejudices won't die along with you.

The_Scum said...

So, free stereos and anal with corpses isn't enough for Lavi?


Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.

-Hunter S. Thompson


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That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular.