Saturday, December 31, 2016

Who's behind blacklist of artists?

(Freedom of speech isn't very important in South Korea.)

Yesterday, my wife made ribs for dinner. They were smothered in tangy hot-sauce. The meal was delicious. My wife is a great cook. She's the Asian Martha Stewart. I washed the vittles down with several large glasses of water. Sometimes, water is the only drink which truly quenches my thirst.

I watched a very disturbing movie called The Witch. I'm not sure if I actually enjoyed the film. Lots of children fall pray to an evil woman. They're slaughtered like pigs. There is also a goat named Black Phillip who is actually a demon. He kills the head of the house when he butts the poor man into a woodpile. After that, the family's eldest daughter murders her mother with a knife. The Witch is both unpleasant and compelling. If you like being afraid, then you'll have a great time.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy misanthrope. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to watch a horror film from the comfort of my home. My hovel is both warm and comfortable. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're so poor that they can't afford heat during the winter. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Detroit.

I went to bed at 11 p.m. I dreamt that I was forced to defecate in public. I sat forlornly on the toilet while others pointed and laughed. I felt very uncomfortable.

I woke up at 10 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Korean government is suspected of blacklisting artists, entertainers, and writers who have criticized the current president. I'm not the least bit shocked. In fact, I often wonder if South Korea is actually a democracy.  The powers-that-be certainly feel no love for freedom on speech. But what do I know?

I turned on Fox News. The talking heads are still focusing on Putin. The Russians stand accused of hacking the servers of the Democratic Party. But I don't feel particularly threatened. All the leaked material was newsworthy. For instance, it's a big deal that Debbie Wasserman Schultz and her powerful cronies plotted to destroy the campaign of Bernie Sanders. It's also a big deal that Donna Brazile gave questions to Hillary before the CNN debate. My only question is this: Why was the mainstream media asleep at the wheel?

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Flirting With Disaster)

Thursday, December 29, 2016

340 purged by N. Korea leader

(Kim Jong un is a mass-murderer.)

Yesterday, I went to McDonald's for dinner. I ate a Big Mac and a large order of fries. The meal was delicious. I'm a huge fan of junk food. All that starch sends me straight to the moon. I washed the vittles down with a big glass of genuine Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so usually I drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.

I watched an episode of Peaky Blinders. The series is about a crime family in the 1920s from Birmingham, England. They compete with the Italians and the other limeys for criminal supremacy of the streets. The family is now being pulled into the Russian revolution by Winston Churchill, himself. Several tanks have to be transported to the White Russians by train. If the crime boss can't pull it off, he'll be assassinated by the powers-that-be. Like Jesus, he's sweating blood. Peaky Blinders is a great show. It gets my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy nihilist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's wonderful to eat a Big Mac from time to time. Lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're so poor that they wipe their asses with their bare hands. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Cambodia.

I went to bed at eleven p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at ten a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Kim Jong un has murdered 340 people since taking office in 2011. He's executed the highest, and he's also killed the lowest. His murderous nature knows no bounds. This dictator is a disgusting pagan. The word mercy is not a part of his vocabulary. But that's OK. He'll be burning in hell in the future along with his entire family.

I turned on Fox News. Obama claims that he would have beaten Trump in the 2016 election. His words are very childish. He's insulting both Trump and Clinton with this stupidity. Obama's legacy is over. The people finally figured him out. Barrack was a fraud, and he now has all the credibility of Ozymandias. It's time for him to crawl back under his rock and disappear for good.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Joe Walsh)

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Seven foreigners booked over hashish

(Foreigners caught selling and smoking hash.)

Yesterday, I went to a restaurant called Dang Dang Chicken with my family. We ate fried poultry and spicy rice cake for dinner. The meal was delicious. The rice cake was so hot that it nearly burned a hole in my tongue. But that's OK. The pain was both exquisite and pleasurable. I washed the vittles down with a pitcher of ice-cold beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched several episodes of Ash vs. the Evil Dead. The demon Baal has escaped from hell. He's now intent on kicking humanity's ass. Meanwhile, Ash's sister Cheryl has come back from the dead. So her brother is forced to cut her head off once again. He does it with a chainsaw. Blood flies everywhere, leaving many witnesses covered in a crimson spray. Ash vs. the Evil Dead sounds awful, but it's actually a lot of fun. Bill Campbell possesses great comic instincts. Miss this show at your own peril.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to dine on poultry at the local chicken restaurant. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're so poor that they can't afford meat and have to scrounge through the garbage to fill their swollen bellies. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Uganda.

I went to bed at 11 p.m. I dreamt that my mother-in-law was pissed off at me. She told me she was tired of washing my boxer shorts. She insisted that they were full of skid-marks.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Seven foreigners were arrested in Korea for smoking and selling hashish. Drugs are a huge deal in Asia. These people will have to serve time in prison for their sins...especially the dealers. Asians view marijuana as serious business. It's not seen as a harmless recreational drug.

I turned on Fox News. President Obama screwed Israel on his way out of office. Jews are now forbidden by the United Nations to pray at the West Wall or to live in the Jewish Quarter. I'm not the least bit surprised. Obama has always hated The Tribe. What do you expect from a guy who's middle name is Hussein?

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. One of my childhood friends is experiencing severe health problems. He's goes back to the hospital in January. Keep him in your prayers. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Freeze Frame)

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

35% of newlywed couples are childless

(Too many Koreans are remaining childless.)

Yesterday, I went to McDonald's for dinner. I had a Big Mac and a large order of fries. The meal was delicious. I'm a huge fan of junk food. All that starch sends me straight to the moon. I washed the vittles down with a large glass of genuine Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so usually I drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.

I watched an episode of The Man in the High Castle. The show is based on Phillip K. Dick's novel of the same title. Smith finds out that his oldest son has a terrible genetic sickness. So he is ordered by his doctor to put the child down. Smith decides to murder the doctor instead. Phillip K. Dick is generally regarded as the best science fiction writer who ever lived. You'll love the series if you're a sci-fi and fantasy geek.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's nice to sit in my apartment and watch television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They work two or three part-time jobs just to make ends meet. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Detroit, Michigan.

I went to bed at 11 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Too many newlywed Koreans are remaining childless. This is a huge problem. Koreans are no longer reproducing at a sustainable level. Many simply can't afford to have families. According to the powers-that-be, the Korean race might actually die out in another hundred years. Scary stuff.

I turned on Fox News. A couple of days ago, two homosexuals yelled at Ivanka Trump on a JetBlue flight. Many Trump supporters are angry at these sodomites for screaming at the president's daughter and her children in such a threatening manner. Consequently, they're now being harassed on social media. The two men claim that their lives are in danger. Serves them right for being a couple of rude assholes.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Red Rider)
 

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Bird flu egg shortage crisis hits Korea's bakeries

(The bird flu is killing egg production.)

Yesterday, my wife made shrimp fried rice for dinner. The meal was marvelous. She excels at all things feminine. The woman is the Asian Martha Stewart. I washed the vittles down with several glasses of genuine Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so I usually drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.

I watched Braveheart. I forgot how wonderful that movie actually is, and it still holds up twenty years later. The battle scenes are great. Maybe I'm half a fag, but I love seeing a young Mel Gibson hacking off the arms and legs of his enemies with his broadsword. The fields are loaded with severed body parts and blood. And let's not forget the French queen. She has to be one of the most beautiful women ever born. She's both elegant and intelligent. Furthermore, Longshanks is one of the best antagonists in the history of cinema. Braveheart is a classic which will endure forever.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's wonderful to relax in bed while watching classic films. Lots of people aren't that lucky. They live in grass huts and have no access to electricity. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Ethiopia.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt that the SK Wyverns spent a lot of money on a slugger with a dislocated shoulder. He started the season on the disabled list.

I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The bird flu is spreading rapidly across the peninsula. Thousands of ducks and chickens have been culled in order to slow the virus. This has caused a shortage of eggs which is threatening to destroy many of the local bakeries. I eat a lot of chicken and consume a ton of eggs. So far, I feel fine. Pray for me.

I turned on Fox News. Donald Trump wants to update our nuclear arsenal. The liberals are going crazy. Having a strong defense is important if one wishes to maintain the peace. My nation has been caught up in endless warfare since Daddy Bush took office back in 1988. I'm tired of watching American boys being shipped home in coffins. I hope we start focusing on domestic safety rather than being the global policeman.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(I'm in Love with My Car)

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Korean Air's 'psycho' passenger

(A Korean goes crazy on an airline flight.)

Yesterday, my wife went to Homeplus. She brought home lots and lots of hot-wings. They came in a large cardboard box. My family and I eat chicken at least three times a week. It's both cheap and delicious. I washed the vittles down with several glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of beer on the peninsula.

I watched an episode of Shameless. Frank starts a homeless shelter in his neighborhood. He's forcing his new family to beg on the streets, and then he steals their money to buy steaks and Johnny Walker Blue. Meanwhile, Debbie is trying to get parental approval to marry a brain damaged accident victim. She's using him for his money. I like Shameless a lot. Nevertheless, it's very dark and dirty. Viewer discretion is advised.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty nihilist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's nice to live in a warm apartment with people who love you. Lots of people aren't that lucky. They spend their lives living on the streets. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Harlem.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A drunk passenger went crazy on a Korean Air flight. He screamed at his fellow passengers and slapped the flight attendants across the face. He was eventually subdued by pop-star Richard Marx. No kidding. I had no idea that Richard is a tough guy.

I turned on Fox News. Putin wants vengeance for the death of his ambassador in Turkey. He says that ISIS will pay in blood for such an insult to his nation. For some strange reason, I believe him. He also used the tragedy to attempt a rapprochement with the Turks. Putin might be a dirty murderous bastard, but he's also a master politician. It's important to give the devil his due. 

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Weezer)

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Korean diplomat accused of raping twelve-year-old girl

(A Korean diplomat is getting too friendly with the children of Chile.)

Yesterday, I went to a Chinese restaurant with my family. We feasted on sweet and sour pork. I really wanted to drink a Chinese beer with my meal. Unfortunately, my wife frowns upon public drunkenness. Therefore, I was forced to wash the vittles down with several large glasses of water. Oh well. Not every day can be a festival.

I watched several episodes of Supernatural with my son. He's a huge fan of the show. Dean's mother has come back from the dead, and the afterlife has treated her quite well. She's now a hot-looking MILF. Meanwhile, Rick Springfield has been added to the show. He's the new Lucifer, and he's intent on crushing his nemesis Crowley. I like Supernatural a lot. The jokes never fail to snap, crackle, and pop.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to eat tons of pork while drinking clean water. Sadly, lots of people can't make this boast. They spend their whole lives eating tainted food. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Flint, Michigan.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I had another dream about defecating at the local Burger King. I dropped a steamer on the floor as the innocent customers looked on in horror.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A Korean diplomat living in Chile stands accused of raping a twelve-year-old girl. Along with that, he is also suspected of sexually assaulting a fourteen-year-old teenager. The young woman would come to his office for language lessons, and he would use the time to touch her improperly. He's now under investigation by the Korean powers-that-be.

I turned on Fox News. Many in Germany are angry at Angela Merkel. She's being blamed for the recent deaths of nine Germans at the hands of Islamic extremists. And the sad truth can't be denied. This once beautiful nation is now awash with crazy Muslims. Hopefully, Angela is on the way out. She let these people in with open arms against the will of her fellow citizens. Consequently,  the blood of the innocent is on her hands. If I were king of the world, I'd have that old whore stripped and horse-whipped. It's a good thing that nobody listens to me.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everyone. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Say It Ain't So)
  

Monday, December 19, 2016

S. Korea sends 8 rescued N. Korea fishermen back home

(Rescued fishermen were sent back to North Korea.)

Yesterday, my wife made fried chicken for dinner. The meal was wonderful. Her poultry is even more tasty than mine. She's the Asian Martha Stewart. She also prepared French fries as a side dish. They were crisp and salty and delicious. I washed the vittles down with several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of beer on the peninsula. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched the latest episode of The Walking Dead. Negan shows up unexpectedly at Rick's front door. He cooks spaghetti and biscuits with Rick's son. Then he plays pool with one of the friendly neighbors. During the middle of the game, he takes out a large knife and guts the poor man. The guy's intestines fall all over the pavement. After that, he shoots a fat lady right through the head. Rick's had enough. He's now decided that it's time to kill his nemesis.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun watching television while reclining on my sofa. Sadly, lots of people will never get to experience this type of joy. They live in grass huts, and are forced to eat grubs and pigeons. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Malawi.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Three North Korean fishing boats collided with several Chinese vessels. The fishermen were adrift on the ocean for over two months. Only eight survived. The rest starved to death or succumbed to illness. I wonder if the survivors ate human flesh to stay alive. I wouldn't blame them. Mother Nature is a cruel bitch, and sometimes we have to do what is necessary to keep breath in our bodies.

I turned on Fox News and watched Greg Gutfeld. He talked about a Muslim-American teenager who is dating a Catholic boy. The girl stayed out too late with her boyfriend and concocted a story so that her father wouldn't get angry. She told the cops that she had been assaulted on the subway by Trump supporters. The whole tale was a lie, and she was later arrested for filing a false police report. Her dad punished her by shaving her head.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(The Allman Brothers)
 

Sunday, December 18, 2016

A Korean man sent to jail for sexual assault

(Man sent to prison for three years after assaulting his girlfriend.)

Yesterday, I took my wife to a restaurant. We ate fifteen dollars worth of fried chicken. We also had rice cake smothered in hot sauce. The meal was delicious. I washed the vittles down with a pitcher of beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched an episode of Alone. The set up? Ten people are dropped off by helicopter into the middle of Patagonia. The last one standing earns half a million dollars. One of the contestants is a survival trainer from Pennsylvania. You would think that he'd be one of the favorites. But the guy taps out after just two days. I don't blame him. Those forests are filled with pumas.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to spend Saturday nights at a chicken restaurant. It's also fun to drink beer with your woman from time to time. Unfortunately, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in the deep dark jungle and feast on roots and berries. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in the Amazon Jungle.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A Korean man in his forties was sentenced to three years in jail for sexually assaulting his girlfriend. He put a tattoo on her ass against her will, claiming the poor woman as his property. He also took naked pictures and threatened to place them on the internet. She paid nearly $30,000 dollars to get them back. Three years sounds a little too merciful for this type of scumbag. If I were king of the world, I'd have him thrown off a cliff.

I turned on Fox News. Michelle Obama claims that all hope is lost now that Donald Trump is president. It's time to get over it. Trump won in a fair election. In four more years, the democrats can regain their lost mojo with a stronger candidate. The party screwed up royally when it chose Hillary. The powers-that-be would have been better off promoting Bernie rather than scheming to destroy his campaign from behind the scenes. They only have themselves to blame.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Kansas)

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Park Geun-hye joins league of disgraced Korean Presidents

(Most Korean presidents are corrupt.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of salt and grease. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a wonderful cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer. It's both smooth and delicious.

I watched another episode of Vikings. It's my favorite television show. Nobody wants to join Ragnar on his latest trip to England. Some of his fellow Vikings even spit in his face. So he has to give away his treasure to employ old gray-haired sailors. His crippled son Ivar accompanies him. However, the poor kid is laid low by sea sickness and fear. His father's forced to tie him to the mast. Vikings comes with my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, I'm glad that I wasn't born during the Middle Ages. I'd never make it as a Viking. I'm just too soft and doughy.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Korean presidents have been corrupt since the republic was formed after World War II. In fact, many of them have spent time in jail. So this latest example of government corruption has caught no one by surprise. Park Geun-hye is just another disgraced public official caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

I turned on CNN. The CIA believes that Russia hacked into the emails of democratic politicians in order to help Trump during the election. Trump lashed back, implying that the American intelligence agency is populated with a bunch of misinformed morons. I blame the mainstream press. Why do we have to rely on WikiLeaks to get the real news of the world? Western journalists should hide their heads in shame.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Stone in Love)

Saturday, December 10, 2016

President impeached

(The South Korean president just got impeached.)

Yesterday, I had bacon and French fries for dinner. I cooked the meat using generous amounts of salt and grease. The strips came out all hot and crisp and delicious.  I'm a wonderful chef. Love is my main ingredient. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched the latest episode of The Exorcist. The demon is now inside Regan's body. It goes on a bloody rampage, killing several nuns. Casey and Kat know that their mother is pure evil. They try to escape in the wee hours of the early morning with their dad. But the demon is cunning. He stops their attempt and punishes them for their disobedience. I heard that The Exorcist might get canceled. It's down to a million viewers per episode. I'm not surprised. The show is very disturbing. It's just too frightening for television.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to get drunk and watch the tube. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in hovels and wipe their asses with their bare hands. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Liberia.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt that I was forced to climb a mountain. I fell from a ledge and died.

I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Korean president was impeached yesterday at 7 p.m. I'm not really sure what that means, or how it will impact my life. Heck, I don't even know what crimes she committed. I'm oblivious to Korean politics. I've got my own fish to fry.

I turned on CNN. Don Lemon talked about the Dylan Roof case with a psychiatrist. Dylan is the deranged young man who murdered nine people in a South Carolina black church. The psychiatrist thinks that Mr. Roof is a paranoid schizophrenic. He pointed to Dylan's muted emotions. He talked about the crimes as if he were shopping for groceries. Don, on the other hand, blames racism. They're probably both right.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(If You Want Blood)

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Jail sentences, fines over adult sex club

(Another sex club was discovered in Seoul.)

Yesterday, I had shrimp and French fries for dinner. I cooked the shrimp using generous amounts of salt and grease. They came out all pink and juicy and delicious. Plus the French fries were salty and crisp. I'm a wonderful cook. Poultry is usually my specialty, but sometimes I like to shake things up. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of beer.

I watched another episode of The Walking Dead. There is another faction living in the woods. This group of people is made up entirely of women. All the men were killed by Negan years earlier--even the young boys. Negan is a real bastard. These women seem nice enough. However, they're very afraid that their enemies will find their new camp. The Walking Dead is a great show. But it often makes me feel a tad blue. The material is very depressing.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to watch television while eating shrimp. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. In fact, shrimp is considered unclean by many religions. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Israel.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Several people were arrested for profiting off a sex club in Seoul. The guy who ran the joint was given a two year jail sentence, and the harlots who serviced the customers were fined nearly $1,500. Strangely, most of the patrons who frequented the club were married couples. I guess sex gets boring, and they do all kinds of weird stuff to spice things up.

I turned on CNN. Donald Trump still hasn't picked his new Secretary of State. Most folks have their money on Mitt or Rudy. However, a new candidate was recently announced. He's John Huntsman from Utah. Johan ran for president back in 2012, but things didn't work out. The people chose Romney, instead. Obama later made him ambassador to China because Huntsman can speak Chinese.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(The Zoo)

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Major leaguer Kang Jung-ho busted for drunk driving

(Kang Jung-ho has been a naughty boy.)

Yesterday, I had bacon and French fries for dinner. The meal was wonderful. The strips of pork came out all hot and crisp and delicious. Plus the fries were nice and salty. I'm a marvelous cook. Usually, I stick to poultry, but from time to time, I like to shake things up. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of beer.

I watched the new episode of Vikings. Ragnar returns to his village. However, he receives a cold shoulder from both his family and friends. Floki has built a new ship for Bjorn, and they plan to sail for the coast of Italy. Ragnar tries to convince them to return to England, but they decline. Luckily, the unpopular Viking has a crippled son named Iva the Boneless who still loves him. Ivar finally agrees to travel with his father. Vikings comes with my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to kick back on a Saturday evening and watch television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in countries without electricity or running water. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Brazil.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt about a woman who broke my smart phone. I asked her to replace it, but she threatened to hit me with a large ashtray.

I woke up at 9 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Kang Jung-ho is a Korean who plays baseball for the Pittsburgh Pirates. He recently returned to Seoul and got nabbed for drunk driving. He hit a pole with his car and fled on foot. Later, he turned himself in to the powers-that-be. Kang's been a naughty boy. He was also accused of sexually assaulting a woman in Chicago during the baseball season. However, the charges were later dropped.

I turned on CNN. The media is abuzz because Donald Trump accepted a personal call from the president of Taiwan. America is supposed to comply with a One-China foreign policy. We are forced to kiss Chinese ass because they manufacture all of our goods. This ancient nation is pretty much an American sweatshop. I like Trump. It's time for change.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Jethro Tull)