Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Bartender: And what will you have?
Dee: Pint of the Fat Yak, please.
Guy to Dee's left: Pint of the Yak.
Guy to Dee's right: Pot of the Fat Yak.
Alterni-Yuppie part of Dee's brain: Shit. I'm going to have to get a new beer.
Sensible half of Dee's brain: You what?!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My I suggest a "Tactical Nuclear Penguin" for your next outing. At a yuppie slapping 32% proof, it should restore you street cred.

8:58 AM  

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