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November 02, 2006
Home of the Snappers
Beloit Flush Crapper.
I just received a spam email telling me the key to financial freedom was "Beloit Flush Crapper" and the next thing you know...it's being published as a cartoon in my local daily newspaper. So either spamails or toilet jokes are being passed off as fake humor in the paper that my fake children read every morning over their fake homemade omelettes and fake juice (with 85% real fruit). And I try so hard to fake raise them to be fake moral. Or perhaps it can be seen as an homage to Walt Kelly, who worked plenty of towns into his Pogos, whatever.
I just can't say for certain. Failing to find any humor in the strip, I'm tempted to just pack up my bags and call the whole thing stupid. Like that one guy (let's call him "Mr. W") who did that thing about the stuff and ended up somewhere doing something about the whatchamacallit and the whatsits that the other guy (let's call him "Mr. Q") didn't have but that Mr. W thought Mr. Q had despite the preponderance of evidence to the contrary and with little to gain but much to lose by confronting him over it. Man, that was stupid.
This just in...sorry, more spambotting. Yellowcake Niger Slamdunk. Whatever that means.
