02-03-2004, 04:52 AM
On the news I can see a child's headless corpse, complete with entrails and giblits strewn about, one of the latest victims of the suicide bombers in Iraq. This is ok. The image was so bad that my wife cried for 2 hours and spent nearly a full hour unable to stop throwing up. But this is ok.
Flash a little titty on the telly... and all hell breaks loose. It's just a tiny titty, a rather unremarkable specimen caught exposed in the wild.
****ing bloody blue hell. Are these people so anal retentive that they were potty trained at gun point? Do their little arseholes pucker at the very thought of human sexuality, but mind numbing violence, hey, is that a good thing? When we think of headless child corpses, it just kills the romantic mood. Or perhaps it gives America a great big stiffy seeing dead headless child corpses, but shows that we are limp and impotent when it comes to a little titty on tv.
Right now, my email box is FULL of email, and it keeps pouring in, coming from the Traditional Values Coalition and other folks like that, and all of them are foaming at the mouth asking me to become outraged and help them as I have done many times in the past. I do not think so.
I think I will begin firing off a bunch of letters, all of them demanding more titty on tv.
Flash a little titty on the telly... and all hell breaks loose. It's just a tiny titty, a rather unremarkable specimen caught exposed in the wild.
****ing bloody blue hell. Are these people so anal retentive that they were potty trained at gun point? Do their little arseholes pucker at the very thought of human sexuality, but mind numbing violence, hey, is that a good thing? When we think of headless child corpses, it just kills the romantic mood. Or perhaps it gives America a great big stiffy seeing dead headless child corpses, but shows that we are limp and impotent when it comes to a little titty on tv.
Right now, my email box is FULL of email, and it keeps pouring in, coming from the Traditional Values Coalition and other folks like that, and all of them are foaming at the mouth asking me to become outraged and help them as I have done many times in the past. I do not think so.
I think I will begin firing off a bunch of letters, all of them demanding more titty on tv.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."