I Have Nothing To Say
I want to blog every day, or at least every weekday, and yet I find myself with nothing earth shattering to offer, and I don't have the time to dredge up a story that I want to record for posterity.
So I give you... this.
So I give you... this.
5 Comments:
My first thought was "Holy stroke victim, Batman!"
I drop by quite a bit via MMW---good stuff.
Weak sauce.
Thulsa Doom always needs to come down from the mountain and address his people.
Or, at least, turn into a snake.
"Holy stroke victim, Batman!"
Nice. Really nice.
SO annoying... worse than my four year old repeating the same question over and over and over ... at least he makes some kind of sense!
ROFL at bythelbs!
There's 1:17 of my life I'll never get back again...
Didn't your parents ever teach you, "when you don't have anything nice (read: brilliant) to say, don't say anything at all?"
Oh wait.. no. I forgot. You're all in politics. :)
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