From a STATE OF BLISSFUL IGNORANCE...
As the irregulars know, Bill in Portland Maine is now Bongo Billy in Key West, swilling copious amounts of unfiltered rum and doing his best not to get busted ogling Raoul the towel boy's fine Caribbean ass, so a few of us have offered to fill in while he's away, and I'm up first.
"Why you," you may well ask?
Am I highly qualified? A professional journalist? A trained humorologist?
Hardly.
Again you say, "But why you, Baldwiny?"
Well, it was my idea to have guest hosts, and I figured I'd better put up or shut up. Besides, I don't know when to leave well enough alone.
Of course I cannot hope to rise to Bill's accustomed levels of informedness, snark, or flatulence, but I can try. I hope you all are not too disappointed with my meager efforts.
Bill, thanks for this opportunity, I hope you and Michael are having a great time ... and say hi to Raoul for me.
Cheers and Jeers Mojo Whore Friday begins ... [Pootie!] RIGHTNOW! [Sproing!]
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