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People don’t like to go camping with me, not just because they are afraid of natural, rugged nudity, but because my method of fire starting involves gallons of gasoline — it’s not the most efficient way to fish, but you can’t beat the flavor. »

February 2nd, 2005

I will be fifty years old before the smarmy frat boy that we’ve elected king leaves office. Three Dog Blog

« So I do what any nitwit does when confronted with a big problem: I went and got the hammer.