How freakin’ cool!
This is the first blog that I would pay to be able to read.
I’m just speaking out of enthusiasm, you understand, but how could you not love this:
With the transparent, calculating cynicism that marked his two terms in office, Bill Clinton chose to burglarize the majesty of President Bush’s Churchillian convention address by conveniently entering the hospital for heart surgery. Unable to yield the spotlight, Clinton clutched his chest like Fred Sanford and called 911 in a desperate bid to deny Bush the “big mo” he was beginning to enjoy after addressing the nation last night from a mound of skulls at Madison Square Garden, each skull beautifully handcrafted by Thai sweatshop workers.
Oooooooooo….That’s good bloggin’.