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October 27, 2005
Hurricane Wilma
Hurricane Wilma blew harder than a hooker on a deadline, and ended up sucking worse than a 13 year old with braces and an overactive gag reflex.
I have pictures of the damage, but I am now a refugee like Wyclef, actually I am more like Praz, either way I cannot upload pictures. Luckily I am a master of descriptive prose. I will now paint a vivid picture of the carnage with my skillfully chosen words�. Shit got fucked up.
The first day after Hurricane Wilma I went around looking at how bad other people�s stuff got messed up.
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The second day I wanted to go loot the Wal-Mart down the street. Unfortunately there was a line of looters a block long, and when I finally got in they made me pay for the stuff I was looting. It�s a damn good thing thirty bucks for a microwave is such a good deal.
On day three I started stinking. I smelt like Pakistan, and I was ready to leave.
If you want to do anything to help you can send ice, and by ice I mean diamonds and crystal meth.
posted by John 9:53AM
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