A couple years ago I used to go to the mall for lunch. It wasn't for the food or that it was close to work, it was because they would always be a gaggle of tards there. Most of them were in wheelchairs and pretty much all of made honking noises, not the wheelchairs, the actual tards. We would go and just laugh at them for an hour.
I'm seeing parallels with the insurgency.
Your lips say "No", but your eyes say "yes".
Am I getting to you rexy? Cause if you ask nicely I'll lay off for awhile...(**SNICKER** I won't, but don't tell rexy that **SNICKER** again). Maybe it's too early in the morning for you? Didn't get your two a.m. feeding?
OH CHRIST! NOW I really gotta go. I just finished watchin an entire episdoe of The Nanny and now we're into infomercials. You guys ain't worth that.
Zzap!