Thursday, June 18, 2009

Constipation (I Can't Blog)

I can't post, because my Internet provider is Optus.

Do I really need to say any more than that?

When you reach your cap halfway through the second week of the month, you're either running some kind of bootleg enterprise, have a serious porn addiction, or are stuck with one of the crappest service providers in the universe.

In my case, all three are true (just jokin' you know I love you ladies).

So I can't drop my various truth bombs on you. I'll just leave you with this:

The other day I was in the supermarket and a light dark skinned individual said to a dark dark skinned individual, "Why don't you go back to your own f*&%kin' country?!?!?"

The dark dark skinned individual, very quietly and calmly, walked up to the light dark skinned individual and gave them a solid push in the shoulder. Then they silently walked away.

I was quite happy with that response.

1 comment:

El NiƱo said...

I find you're inability to come across a laxative - either harsh and chemically or date and prune based - to be of a concern. If this situation persists you may indeed find your innards turning septic, leaving you in a state of syphiliticesque rot. While the obvious narrative arc to this would see you having one last moment of glory (a la Depp in all his The Libertine glory) I doubt this single second in the sun would be enough to justify the sum total of one's talent.