Tuesday, May 24, 2011

*ahem* ...A Point of Clarification

In response to my friend Gary running his fat mouth the other night -- thinking he's so special just because he's a panda and has what passes as "thumbs" -- any dickhead who thinks otters lack the dexterity to hold a glass of scotch is kidding himself. Please. I can dismember shellfish faster, quieter, and more thoroughly than your mom can jack the prescription painkillers from the medicine cabinets of everyone in her book group... you think I need a fucking sippy-cup for my scotch? I WAS DRUNK. That's why I dropped it. Case closed.

I don't think I need to take that kind of bullshit from anyone who belongs to a species so stupid that they need instructional porn and/or artificial insemination to reproduce with even a 30% success rate.

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