Friday, March 24, 2006

God's in His Heaven

Civil war may be inevitable in Iraq, they may be tapping my phone, we may be about to tear into each other like hyenas over Peak Oil, the Washington Post may be hiring feckless wingnut punks for "balance," people may be living in refrigerator boxes and delta-mud in NOLA for the rest of time, we may soon be frying eggs on the sidewalk and swimming in a bathwater Atlantic in January, the tuna's full of mercury and the President's full of shit...

But as long as people are working on the Final Solution to the Dogshit Question, things can't be all bad.

5 comments:

Matt said...

Perhaps this has something to do with the peyote I ingested after dinner tonight, but when I look at that image I see a giant long-horned bee applying one hell of a stinger to the backside of man's best friend. Yikes. I think I need therapy -- or a new dealer.

Ubear? Wrong species, pal -- now get yer proboscis outta my arse!

fgfdsg said...

It's not just you Matt. I've got some kind of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers / The Thing" vibe happening in my head with this image.

"We come from Outer Space... to conquer your dog's bunghole!"

roxtar said...

The image of my dogs running around with full sacks dangling from their nether regions puts me in mind of this swell novelty item.

Of course, by the time you got that contraption hooked up, Fido would have shit all over your hands.

KevinHayden said...

That's still my favorite position, though I always imagine the one in front looks more like Ashley Judd.

Neddie said...

I thought it looked like the face-hugger thingie from "Alien."

About to emerge from John Hurt's chest and go, "moktnnklc!!!!!"