And it's struck my favorite little tin-pot dictator Kim Jung Un, or as I call him, Sum Dum Fuk. Seems a high ranking bank official in the Peoples Republic of North Korea is trying to defect. The dude in question has vamoosed to Russia, and is trying to seek asylum in a 3rd country.
The best part is not only did he vanish, but so did 5 million dollars, procured (according to the U.S.A) through illicit activities. Surprise, surprise. Needless to say 'lil Kim is pissed, and has asked Russia to help capture the guy. Who, like Kim's uncle, will likely be fed to the dogs if he's ever returned.
The West would dearly love to talk to the guy, since he's got the inside skivvy on what goes on in the whack-a-doodle north.
Good luck guy! I hope you evade the assassination squads little leader Fat Fuk will be sending out for you.
'Nuff said.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Friday, August 22, 2014
Not For Me
The Ice Bucket challenge. It's to raise money and awareness of ALS, or Lou Gehrig's disease. You've no doubt seen it, and possibly taken part in the challenge, getting doused, as the name implies, with a bucket of ice water.
There's no way in hell I'm doing it. Not even on a day when the mercury gets into the 100's (38 Celsius or over). And not because I don't support fundraising for ALS. I do. But I also don't think cold-shock therapy is the answer. Yes, it's got a lot of people talking about it, but there are those who could suffer adverse medical effects from the shock of being soaked. Frankly, when I do finally suffer a fatal heart attack, I'm hoping to not have it triggered by a dousing.
'Nuff said.
There's no way in hell I'm doing it. Not even on a day when the mercury gets into the 100's (38 Celsius or over). And not because I don't support fundraising for ALS. I do. But I also don't think cold-shock therapy is the answer. Yes, it's got a lot of people talking about it, but there are those who could suffer adverse medical effects from the shock of being soaked. Frankly, when I do finally suffer a fatal heart attack, I'm hoping to not have it triggered by a dousing.
'Nuff said.
Monday, August 11, 2014
Holy Fucking Shit!
My all time favorite comedian, Robin Williams, is dead at age 63. Apparently, it was suicide, and it happened today (August 11).
He was a very funny man but (apparently) like almost all funny men, he was not very happy inside. I don't know how it happened, or what lead to it, nor is it any of my business. But goddamn! He is going to be missed.
RIP Robin Williams, and thanks for the many, many years of laughs. Now we know what the pricetag was for you. You will be missed.
'Nuff said :(
He was a very funny man but (apparently) like almost all funny men, he was not very happy inside. I don't know how it happened, or what lead to it, nor is it any of my business. But goddamn! He is going to be missed.
RIP Robin Williams, and thanks for the many, many years of laughs. Now we know what the pricetag was for you. You will be missed.
'Nuff said :(
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