It occurs to me that we haven’t had any pandas lurking around this dump in quite a little while. Let’s see if we can fix that. Say hello, if you will, to Su Lin, who celebrated her first birthday this past August by being the very cutest panda in the last freaking forever. Nice gig if you can get it.
I usually combine gratuitous adorable ass panda pictures with the Fourth Amendment, but on the day our president proudly signed away the Writ of Habeas Corpus, the following passage from Article One of the United States Constitution seems more appropriate.
The Privilege of the Writ of Habeas Corpus shall not be suspended, unless when in Cases of Rebellion or Invasion the public Safety may require it.
Have any of you turkeys seen any rebellion or invasion recently, because I know I sure as hell haven’t. Faced with a similar situation, Charles Mingus would probably ask you to meditate on a pair of wire cutters. If I had any sense, I’d ask the same.
and sees rebellion…after all, if you’re not with him, you’re with the terrorists…
Excuse me, there’s someone at the door………………
Everywhere I go, guys in dark glasses, crew cuts, pocket bibles and blue polyester suits.
There’s one outside the bedroom window right now . . .
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a pack of them on a streetcorner earlier. I think the alpha male had a bullhorn but it was too dangerous to get any closer.
Yet another way Nature warns us, “Do not touch!”
Wire cutters might be a required accessary for any smart turkey. That…and mushrooms.
Pandas. Ahhhhhh!
Nice to see Chris posting again. I was thinking that the front page of BT was pretty excellent yesterday, and Chris is a big part of that. It’s like having your own private, online mushroom patch ;o)
A private online mushroom patch? Isn’t that a bit like a having a little koala bear who craps rainbows in your brain, except that there’s no koala, no rainbow and your brain is running in slow motion because you can’t keep your fucking wireless connection up long enough to download the god forsaken 25GB service release and the guy at the local Jiffy Lube won’t replace your cerebral spinal fluid because he wants a note from your great great grandmother who died long before you were even born?
Dude…
the rainbow is real. The Leprechaun told me so.