Saturday, April 23, 2011

I Don't Like This. No Sir, I Don't Like This One Damn Bit

This just seems like a sophisticated way for our cephalopod enemies to pass secret messages to each other whenever they go on a search and destroy land mission. When it rains the signal appears and from there the stinkin' bulb heads know what kind of mischief to inflict on society. Will someone PLEASE believe me now?? Have I been talking to myself all these years?


Debra She Who Seeks said...

You're like the voice crying in the wilderness, Cal. WHEN will people listen?

Kal said...

It is the burden I chose to carry. I know when people start to go missing from the beaches they will all be coming to me for answers. I will try not to say 'I told you so' but I will be so very tempted.