January 9, 2007

Programming Note:

One of you bastards gave me a cold/flu. I don't know which, but when I find out who, I will dismember you. Joint by Joint. And when you pass out from the pain, I'll wait until you wake up to continue. That's how pissed off I am.

I don't have time for this nonsense. There are plans. Important plans. Fun plans involving disgusting amounts of alcohol and loud music and lots of very drunk, very happy people.

Murder.
Kill.
Destroy.

4 comments:

Beatrix said...

I didn't do it, so does that mean I get to live? In any case, feel better!

Ginny said...

Dude, there's a 2 week incubation period. You weren't in North Bay two weeks ago, therefore we are all free from being the source of your sickness.

:P

Anonymous said...

Yes! It was me! I confess! I WAS the second gunman on the grassy knoll!!!

B.

Beatrix said...

Ginny is right. Winnar is us! Brian on the other hand . . . not trustworthy. Smells like cabbage . . . .small hands . . .