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Watch out, it's after midnight, the bottle's empty I've killed it, every drop.  But I've got a couple of thoughts left.


Decisions, Decisions


Someone's god appeared and said

 you've been a bad boy

 I tried to tell the truth when I could

precisely, said the little god

as for punishment you have two choices

we tie you on an ant hill

or tie you in front of the big screen TV

at Les Schwab's with non-stop

Fox News day after day

mmmm..........

give me the ants I said

with great relief.


lol!

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