Neanderpundit

The time when the walpurgis-rythm pounds from the plains of Hatheg-Kla, and the kiddies all sing carols!

Me, I prefer pop songs at this time of the year.

I left the house without a pocketknife. It’s starting to piss me off, I would just as well leave the house without an ear! it’s not as if I’m forgetful, I frisk myself before i leave the house to make sure I’m properly provisioned, but wednesday i used my knife in the garage before leaving and set it down. And now can’t find the verdammt thing, and have had to switch to a backup.

All bloody day, everyone I encountered on the road was a butt-reaming moron.

My truck seemed to be magnetic, because every time any other vehicle got near me, it decided to cross over the white line and head for me.

So yesterdays word was “PLEASE DECIDE WHAT LANE YOU WANT TO BE IN, AND OH, BY THE WAY, THIS ONE IS MINE”