Wednesday, October 20, 2010
The last thing I remember, Obama was the first black president of the Untied States of Hysteria and I was undergoing regression testing at a secret laboratory in the state of West Vagina, which is a little south and west of Delaware, which is what Della Street became after getting a little worse of it.
Someone had cut off my fingers and toes, so I had to learn how to type with my penis, which is no small feat, no pun intended.
So, where were we? I seem to remember that the world was poised to move forward with a joyous and impetuous push for hope and change, and then America remembered it hated niggers and spics and ragheads and gays and anyone who could read or right...
Don't you love this planet? I'm so glad I got stationed here!