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"I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown." -- mrjass@mindless.com

It's a well-known fact that the veep takes care of the President's toys. This is why there's so many didlos in Gore's house.

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"I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown." -- mrjass@mindless.com

It would appear that the dog is going for the ball. This is not so. The dog is ACTUALLY going for Cheny's penis.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

Sparky, fetch me my viagra!

Soon after this picture was taken, the scene erupted into a rumble between the dog and cheney. While both were eyeing it, only one could have the pretty pink ball...

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Welcome to Bohemia. Population: a lot Cash flow: a little

GRRRRRR!!!!!!! Gimme more Alpo or I'll rip off yer other testicle!!!!

And you say it's accurate up to 200 meters?

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The what mentioned above is total fiction. Please don't take it seriously!

Have another heart attack, you fat, evil bastard.

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What others say about boorite!

"So, how close are we to actually getting the dog on the ball?"

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

Whenever Cheney lost a testicle, Rover was on hand to retrieve it.

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A little bit older, a little bit wiser, a little bit better hung than an elephant.

"Whoa, get that thing away from me. I don't want any more biting accidents, like that toaster monkey you guys made."

"Awww, cute. How can we kill it?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheney. As you can see, the office of the Vice President has become obsolete."

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"You'll burn for this. Burn in jail!"

Best. Caption. Ever.

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Dad was flammable

George, how many times do I have to tell you--no bombing Iraq until you pick up your toys!

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-- If you call me insane again, I will eat your other eye. /usr/bin/w00t

tee-hee

"Ummm... How would its heart work in, say, a human?"

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Please remember to spay and neuter your elected representatives.

"Um, Mr. Vice President? Would you like to see the next exhibit?"

"Not now, man! I'm waiting for this darned contraption to take a virtual shit!"

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L to E to the A to the H

"Wow! This reminds me of the Clinton/Lewinsky incidents. Hang on a second fellas."

*ZIP*

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Yes, I'm William Blake. Do you know my poetry?