Michael Cash wrote:

> What I'm sick and fucking tired of is fucking Winnie the motherfucking
> Pooh in every fucking vehicle. There's a fucking Poohdemic going on in
> this country. Some people have multiple (some *very* multiple) Poohs
> in their cars, but it seems the Diet passed a law requiring everybody
> to have at least one.

You are sick and tired of Winnie the motherfucking Pooh in every fucking
vehicle? Never mind in vehicles. I have a Winnie the Pooh electric alarm
clock waking me with a screeching buzzer every morning.

> I used to like Pooh. I'm trying very very hard not to hold this
> current fascination against him.

I hold it against him. I hold it very personally. I take great delight
in smashing his head in (it doubles as the snooz button) at every
opportunity. Somehow she-who-owns-the-remote sleeps on oblivious to it all.





-- 
Their daily paychecks will soon flitter off to the cash registers of the
bars willing to cash them and who is to say either are wrong? Not me. A
hundred dollars in my wallet has never felt as good as five bucks of
cheap hooch in my bloodstream, and if that ain’t the Lord working in
mysterious ways, then you can call me a Philistine. For in the hand of
the Lord there is a cup and the wine is red. It is fully mixed, and He
pours it out (Psalm 75:8)

http://www.moderndrunkardmagazine.com/issues/05_03/05-03-boozing-bible.html

Cheers Mike.