As much as Petey loves going to the kennel, the bastard could at least look back at me as they take him away… I like that the Iranian dude who drives me to the airport calls me “Mr. Matt”… I wonder if Orville and Wilbur ever imagined I would one day use in-flight Internet to watch an illegal feed of a Maryland hoops game… To the old, angry stewardess on my flight who was chopping ice like it raped her daughter: therapy is an option… I wish Oswald would have assassinated JFK Airport instead.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Day 1: Home To Roost.
As much as Petey loves going to the kennel, the bastard could at least look back at me as they take him away… I like that the Iranian dude who drives me to the airport calls me “Mr. Matt”… I wonder if Orville and Wilbur ever imagined I would one day use in-flight Internet to watch an illegal feed of a Maryland hoops game… To the old, angry stewardess on my flight who was chopping ice like it raped her daughter: therapy is an option… I wish Oswald would have assassinated JFK Airport instead.
