Saturday, July 15, 2006

It's what dreams are made of, isn't it?

Go ahead ... admit it ... you've fantasized about this, too.

P.S. If you think the above is just a wee bit tasteless, then you might first want to come to grips with right-wing screech harpy Ann Coulter:

"My only regret with Timothy McVeigh is he did not go to the New York Times Building."

Then you can fuck off. The order is entirely up to you.

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