Oh dear, this blog really, really, really shouldn't say a thing about any of this. It really shouldn't. Because there is absolutely no way in which I agree with even a jot of it. Not even in the itsiest, bitsiest, teensiest, tiniest way. There is abso-smurf-ly no truth to any of it. None whatsoever. .... .... Hey, stop looking at me like that! .... Ergh, argh, grumble, Mcgrumble.... As Lisa Simpson would say, "I'll be in my room." UPDATE: More discussion of the L-word.... Seems we have a theme today.... |
26 April 2005
Chutes and Ladders
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