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Friday, December 24, 2010

Horse Latitudes

OK, we're pretty well sick of the whole "zombi" thing. We're feeling about as we did when the Irish & their gawd-awful squeaky music became ubiquitous, around the time that Titanic was a big pile of shit nation-wide. Enough, already. (We gotcher "Celtic Christmas" right here, Paddy!)

But we'll give this a few points & "share" it w/ all, mostly because it's monochromatic, & because (barring the huge War On Christmas "terror" attack we're hoping for) there probably won't be much news, info or other idiocy to relieve our never-ending jadedness over the next few days, wk., or whatever, until the mindless dead awake from their hang-overs & get back to ruining everything.
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