Tuesday, 30 March 2010
The burning white hot rage of a thousand angry suns
Last night I was witness to a rage benchmark that left me in awe. It was so inspirational I had to sketch it down immediately. It was also very understandable.
My dear Mr Fry, although the whole encounter may have been intended as tongue-in-cheek, we can probably avert further upset of legitimate New Orleans residents if we avoid electing a French Quarter 'voodoo priestess' as their representative in an interview.
Other than that, we totally love you.
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