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Thursday, December 16, 2004


Dead for years?! Oof. I feared as much. I suppose this explains those alarming late-night phone calls from Paul McCartney. "I'm dead! I'm dead!" he shrieks. Damnit, shut up, Paul. I just hate your dead ass.

This may also explain why God keeps exhorting me to "stop blabbing everydamnthing" to Sylvia Browne.


Blogger Chris Cope said...

There is a necrophilia joke in there somewhere. I just can't seem to get a good angle on it.

9:43 AM  
Blogger Dan said...

Every "Beatles" reference is a necrophilia joke, to some.

12:13 AM  

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