The day the music died...
Wow, James Brown, Gerald Ford and Saddam Hussein all in one week. I guess these things really do come in threes.
That'll show 'em for knockin' down 'dem towers!
I really, really thought that it was likely that Saddam was somehow going to escape our clutches last minute and regain control of Iraq. Oh well. Now I have to wait until January 22nd for Prison Break to come back on Fox.
Tonight, a moment of silence, followed by a rousing game of hangman.
Saddam Hussein, 1937-2006. A man who so desperately wanted friends.
That'll show 'em for knockin' down 'dem towers!
I really, really thought that it was likely that Saddam was somehow going to escape our clutches last minute and regain control of Iraq. Oh well. Now I have to wait until January 22nd for Prison Break to come back on Fox.
Tonight, a moment of silence, followed by a rousing game of hangman.
Saddam Hussein, 1937-2006. A man who so desperately wanted friends.
posted by Lester at 8:08 PM

In October of Nineteen-Eighty-Cock-A-Doodle-Two, Lester was born with lungs the size of a newborn baby's. His small, fragile body looked like sweet and sour pork. He couldnt even speak English. Things did not look good for little Lester.