Drat. Brief T-Storm. That means I have to pay more taxes to the corrupt philandering Martin O'Malley. He's using spy satellites to assess my property even now. No really. It's not the paranoid delusion getting beamed through my Mad-Maxian colander headgear that makes me say that, he is actually using spy satellites. Rain.
Slow start...
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Spent the morning blogging about cool old rocket-ship-looking Thunderbirds.
More later.
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45 minutes ago
1 comment:
This would be funny if it weren't so depressing.
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