This Blog has been Hijacked
The "situation" down in the last comments section has been rectified. We paid those bone-diggers to do a better job than that. Don't bother looking for the pants, they're history. To hell with culture. That rabble-rouser can google us in Las Vegas, if she can stop shivering long enough to get those chopsticks out of her nose.
posted by Jeanne at 10:07
6 Comments:
Glad to hear you've been rescued--or at least saved yourself. I can't wait to see the documentry on how you discovered the long sought 'cavern of lost festi pants'.
You're trying our patience. If that was adressed to the former pilot of this blog, you'll have to wait till we're through with it before she can take over the remains.
Stop waving that sword around! How did you get past the weapons control? Wait! Can't we talk about this instead? We can give you 10% of our winnings! Well, 7% anyway. No! Not there! It's the exit button! We're not strapped in! AAAAAAUGH!
I'm always looking for my pants.
It can be embarrassing in work.
UTMG,
I did see some with toast crumbs in the pockets, and a subtle but indisputable divine glow.
Festi,
I tried to talk your pants into going back to you, but they flatly refused.
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