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I Shall Weep My Wee-Wen-Gay!
(Title is a Black Adder reference. Anyone..? Anyone..? Buehler..? Gah... think revenge...)
My mom was famous for saying "you know, I wouldn't mind if [whatever asshat was on her list today] sprained an ankle or something, but I wouldn't want him dead."
Which I agreed with. Guess who just sprained an ankle:
Maverick film-maker Michael Moore has enrolled on a crash course at a $3,800-a-week (€3,119 a-week) celebrity fat farm in a bid to loose weight.
Yeah, I know, several folks in the gallery (including said parental-unit) will not find making fun of overweight people funny. Not. The. Least. Bit. Thank. You. To which, I can only say...
HA-HA!!!
Oh don't worry. I ride a bicycle in traffic. If that doesn't scream "karma's a bitch, ain't it?" you're just not paying attention.
I am paying attention and I think you should be very careful riding that thing of yours.
Posted by: Pat on August 24, 2005 07:48 PMI think it's funny. Damn funny. Not because of his weight, either. I'd think it was funny if it was any nutbag.
But then again, I'm apparently somewhat mean that way...
Posted by: ronaprhys on August 24, 2005 11:13 PM