Arthur C. Clarke (1917 - 2008)

Rest in peace.

Um...

Er... I uh... well... yeah, I can't even form words.
Read for yourself.

Gross.

Update: (Terrible) Punchline: The guy should be nominated for Boyfriend of the Year (2nd year running).

Update: That joke sucked. I know.

Update: Money Quote:

The boyfriend called police on Feb. 27 to report that "there was something wrong with his girlfriend,"...

Ya think?

Beware The Witching Hour...

... when garden gnomes stalk the night.

They're coming for your souls.

There's A Joke In There Somewhere...

...that begins (or ends) with, "Well, politician is the second oldest profession..."

I know. It needs a little work.

Anyway, this couldn't have happened to a nicer person. I didn't vote for the guy, but he scared the living crap out of me when he proposed giving illegal aliens driver's licenses and his ham-handed idea about taxing internet purchases even on affiliates wasn't too politically astute either. He just seemed kind of oily to me, and just another political creep.

Eliot, buddy, resign already so I can enjoy being a New Yorker again.

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