Monday, August 04, 2008

You can name it after me!

Storm, what storn?

Maybe I ought to pay more attention? Just thinking about it makes me need to rush to the bathroom! I'm too old, or at least too feeble, for much of this kind of shit.

This esoteric conceit clumsily conceived by Ron Southern at 5:42 PM
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