This post brought to you by sunday evening boredom.

You're welcome.

Take refuge in the thought that some intelligence is required to experience boredom at all....

:boring:

I was so bored last night, I had to raise hell in the Lounge by announcing an orgy at RetroLounge's house.

"Oh, yeah, it's every man's fantasy come true. You haven't lived till you've heard a woman call out from the other end of the house, 'You want him tonight, Mary? I'm tired.'"

... on his way to the Olive Garden. He tries to transfer to another bus, but forgot his receipt so gets Tazered by the police. He paid again and sat down next to Ron Paul, who shared a piece of cornflaked-breaded fried chicken with him before helping Dennis circumsize his pit bull with some Hillary Clinton campaign materials. At the Olive Garden he's forced to perform an emergency homeopathic melenoma treatment, then call 911 on his pressed-tightly-against-his-head cell phone, accidently spewing a racist rant while supposeldly "on hold" (who knew they record you while on hold?!?!?), then finished up his day by impeaching Cheney and Bush after getting a sign from a UFO.





How's that?

:popcorn:

Aren't there any obscure bodies in the SK system to play with, before annihilation?

Gored yes, but bored, no.

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