Thursday, March 07, 2013

¡Mon Noxin

Good Ford! This must be a bad day, because I'm having the urge to write about the life and times of my favoritest US preznit, Drahcir W. Noxin.

Drahcir Noxin was a rebel. I don't mean he was the kind of person who would wear socks that don't match -- nothing weird like that. He would, however, be likely to dress in ostrich skins.

I'd better get off of here and get my old body down to the gym. When I have a desire to write about this guy, it's usually because I'm having a big BM (bad mood).


2 comments:

Joe said...

Dave, I can't help liking that word play. It induces thoughts of a Transylvania-set horror story.

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

I don't know whether Noxin in that picture looks more vampirish or more like a gaping primitive humanoid. It's one of my favorite pics of all time.