rock out with your cock out

from the lips of the original slave baby maker, thomas jefferson, writ large in 1798...

"A little patience, and we shall see the reign of witches pass over, their spells dissolve, and the people, recovering their true sight, restore their government to its true principles. It is true that in the meantime we are suffering deeply in spirit, and incurring the horrors of a war and long oppressions of enormous public debt......If the game runs sometimes against us at home we must have patience till luck turns, and then we shall have an opportunity of winning back the principles we have lost, for this is a game where principles are at stake."

this makes me feel strangely heartened.

no? not working?

hows about this one. yesterday, i was at the coffee shop and this real cute girl with purpley-black lovely hair, a pirate striped shirt and very dark red lipstick was talking on the cell. her tuff chic appearance belied a bubbly young voice. as i walked by her, i heard her giggle into her cell-

"well, you know, i just jam out with my clam out"

viva life!