Monday, April 5, 2010

Is there anybody out there?

How many entries did we get in our “Woz” contest? None. Nada. Nothing. Naught. Nary a one. Not a jot. A great big goose egg. A bagel. A black hole. A void that stretches to infinity and beyond. Zero. Zilch. Zip. A non-fractional number more than negative one but less than positive one.

Fuck you all!

Hey.

That’s some echo.

Is there anybody here?

Helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooooooooooh?

Maybe I’m all alone.

Shit!

Maybe I’m imagining all this … gosh, am I still back in that cell in Shiraz?

Let me just stab myself with this protractor – SHHHHHHEEEEEEEE-IIIIIIITTTTTEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hope your’re all happy, now, I’ll probably get blood poisoning and hafta’ to get fixed up on the taxpayers dime and my nickel.

Ingrates. Last time , I try to (grumble, grumble, grumble)