November 3rd, 2004 -- by Bacchus
No Poetry In His Soul
This anecdote proves it. Hunter S. Thompson wrote a few days ago:
When young Bush was at Yale in the Sixties, he told the same joke over and over again for two years, according to some of his classmates. One of them still remembers it:
There was a young man named Green
Who invented a jack-off machine
On the twenty-third stroke
The damn thing broke
And churned his nuts into cream.
Ugh.
Thanks to Barlow for the link.
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Well, I can’t say I’m surprised it doesn’t scan.
I did like ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’ (sorta) but everything H.S.T. has produced since has been either factually incorrect or badly written crap. Now tell me why I should believe that this is believable?
Bowen, nobody here has any obligation to tell you why you should believe anything. Believe or don’t. But you know, I gotta wonder why so many of your comments here are critical or skeptical or nasty in some way. Are there spastic stoats in your underwear or something?
And now we have to hear the same joke again for another four years and it wasn’t funny the first time.
Can you move an entire state to Canada? :cry:
Ah well, Bacchus, consider the source: If you were as lousy (and trite) a photographer as Bowen is, maybe you’d be critical or skeptical or nasty too. (Or possibly it is those spastic stoats, which would be a great name for a rock band.) :D