This is actually a recurring dream.
I dream that I am running over Rush Limbaugh with a manure spreader…
Okay, I am totally lying about this. The actual dream that I keep having is that I run over Rush Limbaugh with a road grader machine, and then put the bloody bits into a manure spreader and drive all around a really big farm. But hey, I am trying to keep this light and whimsical.









pft light
Don’t light that in here…
what’s a little explosion?
It is the opposite of the big bang.
ahaha! true dat
ahaha is not a real word.
Okay, I mentioned you in a post called; Holy stinkin’ crapstick Batman… but still, we do not get to choose how we become famous most of the time.
ahaha! which post is this??
Okay, I told you the name right there.
where
You would know if you could follow a comment conversation thread.
well when there’s a 100 of them..
There can’t be a 100 of something… that is a plural/singular contradiction or something.
what rules?
Oh, there have to rules so we know when we are breaking them.
true or it wouldn’t be any fun.
I just cut down a little in my old age. Still not a big rule follower, but I don’t go so far out of my way to break them.
well that’s no fun
It is cheaper and I might live a little longer. Is that a bad thing?
Well you lightened your load of frustration it seems. 😉
Yes, but that tractor makes my head look fat.