Weep, weep, Wonkette, for your fallen prince Ken Layne. Okay, that’s enough. Oh, I see I might have scared you, since there is apparently a surfeit of youngish people falling over dead these days. (Davy Jones, you were the girl that I knew somewhere!) No, no, Layne is fine. He is just old and tired and hates all of you, each, individually. And so I am here to bring some laughter and love to your marathon sessions sitting on your couch, “looking” for “work.” (Dope and Cheetos.)
Ken, I'll just leave my thanks on the dresser like always. Good luck to ya.
/snark I woke up around three with a splitting headache...so while waiting for the meds to kick in, I looked about online. Since my 'net feet always bring me to Wonkette, I took a peek. Nothing happening that early in the morning so I thought I would look at old comments. That was fun...there's a lot of uproarious snark in these parts, this little corner of snarky sanity on the web.
It's dark in here... *looks at watch*Goddamit, 5 years slow, again!
Lol<br /><br />---
Apple polisher
Has someone been snorkeling?<br /><br />---
Ken, I&#039;ll just leave my thanks on the dresser like always. Good luck to ya.
/snark I woke up around three with a splitting headache...so while waiting for the meds to kick in, I looked about online. Since my &#039;net feet always bring me to Wonkette, I took a peek. Nothing happening that early in the morning so I thought I would look at old comments. That was fun...there&#039;s a lot of uproarious snark in these parts, this little corner of snarky sanity on the web.
Thanks again.
Would I?! Would I?!
So you &quot;bought&quot; Wonkette or just redistributed it to yourself? This is important.
Homeric even.
ur doin it rong
Synchroschmoozing!
Or Pinterest...I understand the ladies dig that site. Although, I wonder if Jeremy has shown any Linterest there.