OK everyone…WAKE UP!…chop, chop…Holidays are over. Time to get your aching head back in the game. And for the love of God…PLEASE dispose of that vile Eggnog. That crap makes me want to heave even before the expiration date rears its ugly head. I DO have a sporting chance of keeping it down if it’s laced with some fine Cognac…but soiling top shelf booze like that just seems REALLY wrong.
And given my official Holiday weight gain of 3 pounds, I fully expect Michael Moore to start doing fat jokes about ME.
Anyway…
I know you’re all as dog tired as me of enduring the endless semantic circle jerk as it relates to the current…let’s be candid…25% shutdown of the government.
25%? Yeah. Big Whoop.
Walls…Fences…Steel Slats…Barriers. PLEASE F*CKING STOP!!! I’m getting a headache layered on top of my Holiday binge drinking headache. Continue reading