Saturday, February 21, 2009
M.A. is finished with his run through the vineyard, is sitting at the Bouchon Bakery drinking a latte, eating a croissant, and reading the Times.
Hey buddy, roll up that New York Times and start hitting yourself in the head with it because there's a WASP that needs killin'. Narcissistic Rating: 10; Pretentious Rating: 10; Whale-shorts-tassle-loafer-gold-button-blue-blazer-wearing-mother-fucker Rating: 10
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This commentary cements your place in my mind as an authority on copywriting. Though you may not have crafted so much as the punctuation, it proves your mind works in a way that brings me sick joy. (As if I hadn't already figured that out.) If you can keep up this brilliant commentary, this might be a page I visit daily for a good, sinister laugh.
Thank you for saying what we all think when we read a post like this. Oh go (insert action) yourself...
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