I was forced to listen to doo wop in the crib over the intercom radio; helpless, like a drugged brainwashed POW, or an abducted Pascagoulan.
Which would probably explain the nipple angst I experience to this day. And, oh, a host of other issues.
I'm cracking up sitting here thinking about people trying to Google the word Pascagoulan. Why couldn't it have been Biloxian or Bogue Chittoan? What's really scary is that I think I'm starting to understand you.
Posted by: Dash at February 22, 2005 10:40 PMWell, goddam, Dash, it wasn't Biloxians that got alien-abducted and had steel probes shoved up their asses. It was Pascagoulans. Or is that Pascagoulians? Same difference.
Posted by: Velociman at February 22, 2005 10:45 PMBiloxians pay to have steel probes shoved up their asses. Pascagoulans just go along for the ride. At least that has been my experience.
Posted by: dbltap at February 22, 2005 11:00 PMI stand corrected.
Posted by: Dash at February 22, 2005 11:02 PM