I didn't see the coup d'etat coming, but we royals never see you plebians coming after us, do we? I was arranging my powdered wig, deciding which cheek I would place my beauty mark on tonight, wondering why Etienne hadn't called me, when WHAM! My head was in the fucking guillotine.
Actually, I'm not very good at organizizational skills. This is better left to the insurgents.
Helen? I'm down. Tell me where and when. I'm told 9/30-11/2, and you know me: when the genital cuffs are threatened I march in lockstep, like the other good gulag chittlins.
I still feel like a frugging Romanov. Don't bust the cap! Talk to me! I get paid to consult!
And every time I hear Kimocracy I salivate over how close I am to running North Korea.
Looks the Muvanians are having a tad bit of problems. I guess buying computer parts at Bubba's Computers and Grain store might not be the right approach.
Posted by: james old guy at August 24, 2005 6:53 AMThink of it not as a Palace Revolt, V-Man. Think of it rather as your Intrepids being...well, intrepid.
"They say they have no Cornbread? Let 'em eat Grits!"
Posted by: Elisson at August 24, 2005 2:07 PMThis is all so inside that my teeth hurt.
Posted by: Rankin' Rob at August 24, 2005 4:11 PMPure poetry!
Wish I could go, but once again I'll be living vicariously.
Posted by: Dogsdontpurr at August 24, 2005 5:53 PMI wish I could go too....no money and no place to leave the kid though! Y'all have fun. We want pictures and all the gory details!
Kimocracy! W00T!
Posted by: Candy at August 25, 2005 12:02 AMI'm loading up the bus... Do I need to bring more Frangoes?
Leslie
Posted by: Omnibus Driver at August 25, 2005 2:59 PMWe need more Frangoes. And cowbell.
Posted by: Velociman at August 25, 2005 11:40 PMCow bell? Where in the hell am I supposed to find a cow bell?
Mutter, mutter, curse, mutter, mutter!!!
'Kay. I'm on the job.
Posted by: Omnibus Driver at August 26, 2005 2:56 PM