Uncle Bob to Ben:
"Some day little Benji, you might be eating a bucket of chicken, and you might think you see a UFO, just like your uncle Bob..."This post serves to remind the readers that every interaction you have with me (or in front of me) is fair play/fair game. I don't have you sign "release forms" when you say something truly ridiculous or seemingly insane in my presence. Especially, if you say it in front of a small, defenseless, still-mentally-forming child. I will not play the congressional leadership to your Mark Foley.* I believe in exposing the special brand of crazy that i observe in the world (and in the peeps around me.) This post also serves to remind the writer to make fun of other people less... or at least other peoples' friends... know what I mean?!?
t: "Hey, that chick has the craziest friends..."
observer: "Hello Monsieur Kettle, C'est moi- the POT- and you are black!"*The Gin-Soaked Olive is in no way mocking the seriousness of the allegations against MF, or implying that "Uncle Bob" is in anyway associated with MF, the congressional leadership, or the possibility of dating Baby Benji online. Okay, okay, I guess there is some degree of mocking MF, pedophilial-asshole... And also throwing metaphoric daggers at the leaders of the federal congress who might have known about the inexcusable activities of this congressman, but not stopped them sooner. The Gin-Soaked Olive believes there is a karmic reason that Mark Foley's initials are MF, but you'll notice that Uncle Bob's initials are UB. Just because someone is a "UFO Believer" does not mean they deserve to be even vaguely associated with a "Mother effer." We here at the GSO believe that "Uncle Bob" is a cutie-pie, and we resent the implication that he is a CRAZY conspiracy-theorist. We know he would rather exercise naked in Time's Square than be compared to any type of politician- especially a gay politician who chases young boys... **
**We here at the GSO fear we've said too much.
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