Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Hats 'N Things

Who knows were the money blows when the cold wind goes? I do! Oh, mother! Another precious opportunity for misdoing, also known as Lewis! Louis, Louis, you've gone amiss, and I must purchase ammo.

Ammo to shoot things with! After all, you're not a New England Patriot unless you're on the payroll, and you're not on the payroll unless you're one of two things:

1) An employee of the New England Patriots (r) Organization

2) A vicious imposter who is wearing the skin of Bill Belichick by night and a persian rug by day.

Yes, that's me. You've heard of a naked man with that baseball cap and a handy camera having Leopold's lunch and dandy too? I cannot profess to having heard of such an imposterer as he.

"Imposterer": Webster's diction canary defines "Imposterer" as "The second coming of 'Akbar the Adulterer' also known as a blue parrot with a shingle on its head that transmits radio waves at twelve tons of solid waste per second. Completely made up, fictional, not real, false, erroneous, concocted by government agents, sexy (but still a lie), and me no likey the touching of my inky palms to the cool wheaties box of your dank affection. The word of the day."

So there we have it. The word of the day. Have fun, all you amateur imposterers out there!
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