There are so many things going on anymore that I really do question ocassionally whether or not I'm on an alien planet. This is a prime example - there's so many things wrong in this kind of obscure little story that I shake my head trying to regroup.
Not the least which is the fact that there was an adjunct (I think that means part-time or something) professor who's a transvestite and uses that he/she pronoun bullshit was teaching a psychology class (Isn't psychology the study of why your brain is fucked up?) in Norman, fuckin' Oklahoma. I've been to Norman, having once lived in OKC. Norman isn't exactly a hotbed of tranny culture. It's more like an outdoor christian bible class with Lone Star beer, chaps and spurs, if ya get my drift. I remain confused. Entertained, but confused...
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Need some last minute Christmas gift ideas?
When you buy anything on Amazon going from a link
on this blog, I get credit for whatever you buy.
Granted, it's only pennies, but every penny helps, right?
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FANTASTIC shorts in Beverly Hills - Los Angeles, 1960. As MeatLoaf
so famously said, two outta three ain't bad...
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Do you get the same impression of these bullshit click-bait ads as I do - that they had to be written and conceived by that same dot-head motherfucker who tries to convince you that his name is Kevin and he actually does work for Price-Waterhouse? I mean, honestly, what would anyone ever think was behind that ad that they'd actually click on it? And, no, Bud, I did not. Juss' sayin'...
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