We got to the gym yesterday and had a good weightlifting session. After that we mowed the lawn. That's a fine combined workout. We're still nursing our foot so nothing today.
Day two of returned bachelordom and we're already hearing voices. Note, Nightingale Russia, this is humor, irony, farce. Think Monty Python, but American.
[You're no John Cleese-Ed]
And you're no Hyacinth Bucket.
[Touché-Ed]
At one point all of the strike groups in Israel Strikes: War of the Red
Big news here in New Jersey. Governor Murphy announced that the rest stops on the Garden State Parkway are being renamed for New Jersey heroes, including Bon Jovi. We're delighted. The state is bisected north to south by the Parkway, and of course the New Jersey Turnpike. New Jerseyans can describe where they live by giving their Turnpike exit number. We're #10. Anyway, there's only two kinds of New Jerseyans. Those who like Bon Jovi, those who like Bruce Springsteen. Bon Jovi is better.
Oh...Yeah, Springsteen, voice of the forgotten man, bard of the farmer and factory worker. Guess what his daughter is doing this summer. She's an equestrian! A 'lifelong' equestrian. Millionaire socialist is part of the landed gentry. If you can't enjoy Springsteen's hypocrisy, well, you're an inhuman monster and we don't want you reading this blog. The modern day Arlo Guthrie indeed.We're working on some misinformation for the KGB (again, Nightingale Russia, not serious), all about the vaccine and mask messaging disaster here in the US. The Regime's effort is the Pearl Harbor of public service campaigns and the people running this thing are the William Westmorlands of ad men. We're tempted to liken the vaccination campaign to the 1962 New York Mets (40-120) but those Mets were funny. There's nothing funny about the Regime's level of incompetence. Boy, did they ever level up. Fucktards.
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