a peripheral member of the ancient and hermetic order of the shrill
and currently suffering from republikkkan related tourette's.
from the SEXY locale of Milwaukee, now with photo enhancements!
feline exploitation, art, and random stuff.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
“Howdy,” I said. “Are we all there is?” None of them even looked up, so I raised the decibel level a couple notches. “HOWDY.”
“We heard you the first time sonny. We’re not deef. We’re having a planning meeting,” said the old prune nearest me. I shrugged and started to back off.