gone fishin’

If by this you mean fishin’:

do you laugh at my javelin, big fish?

do you laugh at my javelin, big fish?

Just wanted to let all my adoring fans know that I’ll get back to posting in about a week, once I’m done chasing Bersani and Derrida in a shitty wooden boat that they’ve chomped to oblivion and I’ve finally shoved the pressurized air tank in their mouths. Type, type, chomp.

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7 responses to “gone fishin’

  1. I think you’re gonna need a bigger boat.

  2. Some sort of bludgeoning device would be nice, too.

  3. Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish Ladies,

    Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain…

  4. I figured you’d like my Jaws reference. oh well…I guess not everyone loves Quinn like Murphy.

    Just for you Ms Jess here is my favorite verse from “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”:

    When supper time came the old cook came on deck

    Saying fellows it’s too rough to feed ya

    At 7PM a main hatchway caved in

    He said fellas it’s been good to know ya.

  5. yikes!

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