Thursday, April 10, 2008


I'm just going to fisk the latest NonMonkey drivel cold:

The summer that Neil Armstrong walked on the moon, I received a plain envelope in the mail. It was addressed to me by hand but with no return address. Inside was a pamphlet explaining the mysteries of human reproduction.

One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.

I have no idea who sent it, and most of the likely suspects have gone to their reward. But I am grateful to whoever it was. Someone cared enough for me to send the very best

And that's just about enough for me today. I'm going to go vomit now.

It bears mentioning: I wonder if NM's anonymous benefactor included birth control in his/her unsolicited tract, given NM's ensuing well-known propensity for siring children. Just sayin'.

OK. Now. Where's the mind bleach?

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