Tuesday, September 12, 2006
bill clinton's found another skirt
lemony snicket's wrote another book
drowning, mine blasts, copter crashes and bombs at funerals are killing people everywhere you turn your head (stop turning stop turning) and yesterday was jinnah's death anniversary and all we knew was 9-11. it must have been the paki's wot did it, it must have been, cuz they picked this date...
(there's a 9-11 comic book!)
well now we know better. we know better than to fling poopie, we know better than to have poopie flung at us. we know bugti escaped out his cave from the backdoor, and went straight to laden's cave next door and now they're both huddling together exchanging notes on beard conditioner...
we know there's more military in the Turd World all put together than in the Faust World and that a new kind of perverse reverse curry and sheesha take-over has begun, schumacher retired after a career that spanned my whole lifetime and more, and that aimlessly walking with another person is somehow never really that aimless...
and here we all are on a subway, turning our heads to look for terrorists. or here we all are at anarkali, alert and wary for little pincher-claws on the prowl...
