We began posting this Thanksgiving Prayer by William S. Burroughs back in 2006. And something weird has happened in the years since. The deadpan list of Bloody American Triumphs sounds less like sarcasm in our Terrible Year of the Lord 2010 and more like an elegy.
I can highly recommend it! ...Plus when your family learns that your poor husband lost both parents and isn't close to his only brother (for a reason), they cut him all kinds of breaks.
I'm dealing with alcoholic ones that have decided to tell you at length about how that big scary black man is bad for the economy when some have been unemployed since 2006, queers ( i.e homosexual, butt pirates) are ruining marriage when they are all on their 2nd or 3rd one and as they quaff their 10th MGD they start slurring insults at you about how you are pussy for having only managed to drink 2 craft beers. Well at least we got a hotel this year, last year we woke to her cousin who resembles a fleshy asteroid with acne craters being rushed to the hospital for diabetic shock. Calling the taxi in 4 more hours, woo!
I can highly recommend it! ...Plus when your family learns that your poor husband lost both parents and isn't close to his only brother (for a reason), they cut him all kinds of breaks.
I was thinking of George Bernard Shaw.
Whoops...I was thinking of George Bernard Shaw.
At least you don't have to go to a place in the deep south where Pizza is still considered ethnic food.
as always, ORD weather was the mass travel day fuck up culprit.
i've been waiting for wonkette take on this.
and palin tweets of course.
Less beheadings would be a nice start.
Didn't Glenn Beck air some satirical Burroughs clips not too long ago and try to claim he was serious?
I made an interesting discovery earlier this afternoon. If you drink cooking sherry real fast, it doesn't taste too salty.
Something to remember for next Thanksgiving.
PS - Pomegranate Cosmos are also good. Also.
You're welcome.
Sex slavery.
And a Happy Thanksgiving to you, too, Ken! I think I'll go put a pistol in my mouth, now.
As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.
Mr. Carlson, of WKRP.
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I&#039;m dealing with alcoholic ones that have decided to tell you at length about how that big scary black man is bad for the economy when some have been unemployed since 2006, queers ( i.e homosexual, butt pirates) are ruining marriage when they are all on their 2nd or 3rd one and as they quaff their 10th MGD they start slurring insults at you about how you are pussy for having only managed to drink 2 craft beers. Well at least we got a hotel this year, last year we woke to her cousin who resembles a fleshy asteroid with acne craters being rushed to the hospital for diabetic shock. Calling the taxi in 4 more hours, woo!
&quot;Olds World&quot;, they have like what, flapper strippers and people remember the name of the drink before they called it old-fashioned?
WKRP needs a reboot. Who should star in it, maybe Jack Black?