Ramblings, rantings and ravings of a world-famous triathlete, hippy and sex machine.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Thw answer is 42 (redux)
Apparently, joking about Dick Cheney's alleged baby-eating "isn't funny" and is "in poor taste." So, because I'm the sensitive, caring guy I am, I hereby apologize to the parent's of any babies whom Cheney has eaten. Allegedly.
I shack up with my wife Amy, daughter Nola and Porkchop and Mollee, our dogs in a 100-year-old house in Augusta. Oh...there's also Stinky Pete, the cat. I lean left (heh) politically, love music and books. Can argue about religion until the sacred cows come home, and think bicycles are our future.
I may be haunted by succubi. I'll get back to you on that one, though.
No comments:
Post a Comment