I would like to take this time to apologize to anyone that might have been affected by my zombie rage. Perhaps one day they will make a medication that will cure my night wanderings and addiction to brains.
In other news, Scooter takes his comupins. GUILTY! Ken Rove you’re next buddy, and your little dog Cheney too.
And now…for a spam mail sentence created from the following e-mails:
It Must Be In The Water
It must be in the water at Convalescence Marina where even a memory alcoholic or inquest bozo can enjoy easel snorkling.
Credited to the following fine correspondents:
Holmes X. Walter
Madeleine M. Mays
I don’t know who any of you people are, but thanks for your never ending commitment to my junk mail box. Thanks for all you do.