Kreess?
Golubushka moya, how goes it?
I'm an angry little pigeon, Kreess. After my practice, I went to the showers, and I met Anna Kournakova. Ona ochen' nekulturnaya!
How so?
As she was soaping herself up and down, she said that she was your first choice for a conversational foil. She said that you only speak with me because she was taken, and because you figured that because I'm not as pretty as she is and not as popular, you thought you'd have an easier chance.
Wow. That's not just wrong, that's not nice at all. She really is uncultured.
Da. She also called you a gonuf for ripping off Tony Pierce's shtick.
Has she been spending time in the Catskills or something?
I don't know. But, I do know I'm beginning to think you're right about this blogging thing. Maybe they all are out to get you.
It's a relief to hear you say that. I mean, come on. Who gives a flying f--- what 99% of these bloggers think? It seems like all they do is link to one another, thereby supporting their individual views. It's almost like the USENET cabal. It's so inside baseball. They mention names like you're an automatic fan and you're supposed to know who these people are. And, many of them write in this Euro-trashy kinda way: "My buddy Bob came over, and he brought his friend Sally, and we went to friggin' Eurodisney, and then we did this, and then we got on our friggin' scooters and did that, and blah, blah, blah."

I hear you.
I think Mickey Kaus is behind it all. Originally, it was just going to be 500 channels, now it's more like 5 million, and all of them bad. If I want to hear babbling, I can go to the donut shop and chat with the schizophrenics.
Da, bye.
Bye.

WackyHumor · Mon, 09/23/2002 - 13:47 · · Importance: 1