Wednesday, March 07, 2012

¡mon noxin

I was thinking about old Noxin today, god bless his tightly-wound, loosely-wrapped little soul.

Drahcir W. Noxin -- him be great statesman. Him make peace with those dirty commies over there in Godless Red China. Much cheap weed and free love in those days.


Joe said...

Things have moved appallingly toward cowboyism.

Dave B, a.k.a. catboxer said...

Nothing's free or cheap any more, and my lady reminds me there aren't even any decent coupons in this degraded time we're suffering through.