My feelings about Saddam hanging were at first glad, because that seems like the finale of Iraq. Now they can leave. Then I was reading BBC about how Bush was asleep at the time of the hanging. I entered into that objective state of mind where I just allow images to form in my mind and connect of their own accord, and suddenly I saw Bush asleep at 9 PM alone in bed thinking about the man he had killed by hanging, and I started cackling with laughter, because I realized how Bush was like a young boy who had killed a big man, and the way he was dealing with it was escaping into sleep. It’s one thing to have common soldiers die in a war of your own devising, but when a dictator sentences another dictator to death, Bush saw his own frailty. He saw how easily he could be Saddam.
Posted by Snyder at December 30, 2006 01:17 PM
There was once a girl rather silly,
she fancied a boy called Billy.
The lad in her lap
made the sound of 'fap'.
When the lass handled his willy.
Posted by Eskil at January 1, 2007 06:18 PM
Where'd Socar go?
Posted by MI at February 6, 2007 11:55 AM
I googled "God-Botherer" and got you! How fun.
Great writing. I'm astonished. You must be a pro? Yes?
RS
Posted by RS at February 24, 2007 11:56 AM
A friend like Ben song! I can see you with an afro doing the Jackson Five version. Maybe not...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQyvQWrGE1g&mode=related&search=
Posted by snyder at March 23, 2007 12:44 PM
So...have you succeeded in tricksing the internets again this year?
Posted by Camilla at April 2, 2007 10:59 AM
ps Happy World Rat Day :D
Posted by Camilla at April 4, 2007 04:26 AM