You were a funny fucker, George. We both know there’s no afterlife and I’m talking to nobody here but rest in peace… or in chaos, as may be your preference.
Archive for June, 2008
George Carlin, Frisbeetarian, Rest on Roof…
Monday, June 23rd, 2008“Sit in confused silence cats”…
Monday, June 16th, 2008Because “lolcats” is a misnomer. I mentioned before my lack of affinity for this particular corner of predictable web culture – the cat, the poorly spelt caption – I’m not seeing the gag.
My good buddy Hr. Flemming and I have since put this down to the reduced novelty seeking associated with infection with the brain parasite toxoplasmosis, common among people owned by cats who demand they have a clean box to drop chud in.
If anybody has a competing theory I’m all ears.