Tom the Dancing Bug by Ruben Bolling for December 03, 2020

And “drilling” isn’t a euphemism for anything, right? Also, why do we need Thought Police who bust us for what we’re thinking in our “hearts”? Never got that one.

Don’t think that box of tissues on his nightstand is gonna help the “oil spill” in and on his bed sheets. He’s gonna be so embarrassed when the EPA shows up dressed in Hazmat suits!

As Michael Franti put it all those years ago, “I don’t give an [expletive] who they’re screwing in private, I want to know who they’re screwing in public.”

“Good gawd Roger that’s disgusting! How could you?”“You’re right Linda I am loathsome, I need help. I am an earth raper!” “Oh Roger, we all know what you are you vile pig! Amend your evil ways!”“I will Linda, I promise! Now kiss me!!!” “Your kidding right? I wouldn’t kiss you now that I know you have been sucking on that oil pipe. Take that story to your dominatrix.”

But they’re still Christians, right?

Even though they pretty much ignore the New Testament?

Which we are now doing in Alaska as a parting gift from Agolf Twitler.

I don’t have problems with Christians in general. Just those who don’t respect the perspectives and boundaries of others, and oh yeah, hypocritally preach what they don’t practice.

I am not a witch.

I can read this in confidence knowing that it has Christine O’Donnell’s approval.

It makes me feel kind of good that ten years later, I didn’t really remember who Christine O’Donnell was. The name seemed a little familiar, but I had to google her to refresh my memory.

The kind of fiction in a place without environmental limits.