Watching the news these days is as potent as listening to Sam and Say's song number on repeat --- not enough to kill you, but enough to drive you mad. These days, it seems that a minor lobotomy would be an urgent item on everyone's to-do list.
Gloria's private army/cheering team are at it again. These cops must be feasting on a daily diet of helium and steroids. Everything they manage to pull out their hats are all bull, all gas. But you've got to hand it for these guys. Their tenacity on subverting the constitution is equally impressive as their, uh, skills. Case in point: their apprehension yesterday of a highly disturbed individual armed with a blunt kitchen knife. Four armed coppers beat the living day lights of the unidentified man, complete with chair-whacking and moves that would put a muai tai boxer to shame. This, after they shot his leg. You have got to admire their attention to detail. Gloria must be proud.
I don't know what's worse, Orange and Lemon's The Chandeliers-rip off or Gloria's CPR.
Friday, October 21, 2005
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