Some people can squeeze, turnip-bloodlike, a post out of virtual thin air, but not me. And this is a time when I think back to an autograph from my mother’s sixth-grade graduation:
Can’t thinkBut just when I thought there was no Post-Worthy Material this evening, here comes Richard, Mr. Shadowscope his ownself, with a link to a post that practically had me pissing myself with the Convulsive Chuckles.
Inspiration won’t come
Come, read what Erin O’Brien has to say about Puffies, Chubbies, and Fluffy Little Kitties. And then take a handkercief and clean the spittle off your monitor.