Tuesday, December 05, 2006


Our father, who art in dinner jacket, swilling a martini while fondling a buxom Euro-babe with an unlikely name, rapelling down a sheer cliff onto the deck of a hovercraft there to face the novelty-weapon-wielding minions of a grotesque criminal genius hell bent on world domination, ably assisted by a fluffy white cat and a lesbian flying instructor named Pussy Galore, hallowed be thy name.

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