Thursday, January 18, 2007

Boys and Their Wars

Killer is entrenched in this "blog battle", which can only end badly. Without any provocation, any just purpose, he has assaulted me. ME... an innocent!

What's the difference between Killer and President George Bush?

At least Bush got out of college with a "C" average.

Please, dear reader, look away as I directly address the C.E.O. of this blog. I'm doing it out of a sincere concern for Killer and his unexplainable drive to throw Killer Rants at me. Feel free to offer your support. Your letters in this time of crisis are what sustain him.

Dear Killer,

I have read your post below and noted the picture, including the smell waves and the accusation that I reek of bologna.

First of all, thank you for making me so pretty and skinny in the picture!

Secondly, what a strange fantasy; that I would smell like bologna. Your association with yet another meat product is disturbing. I recommend you talk to a professional about your meat issues, especially your commitment to "sausage"... and you know what I'm talking about. Not that there's anything wrong with it.

I've posted a picture below (from your most recent road trip) to remind you how out of control and how obvious your problem has become. If Freud were alive today...


Killer said...

Hey, don't make fun of my sausage on stick.

Now you have gone too far.

Jester said...

I'm waiting for the PPV death match that is sure to come from any further escalation. Insult a man's sausage and it's on.