My M.I.A. partner-in-slime Ishmael was always big on putting out....Doonesbury on the day the local paper didn't on his previous blog. In an effort to get him out of hiding before spring I'm baiting him with the comic strip. Seems some places have taken this out week as Gary gets on the Texas abortion issue. From what little I can put together, when you wanna get rid of Jr. with extreme prejudice before he pops out and drains $400,000 from you over the next 18 years in the Lone Star Police State a chick has to have a sonogram. Now if you do this in the first trimester (my school was on semesters so I screw this up all the time) doctors have to stick a probe up Barbara's bush to see what the fetat (fetus + brat) looks like. I'm guessing small.
Is this the idea of middle age white mudderphutters? Hell, yeah. In fact Rush hinted on where this is going, giving away one of malekinds unspoken thangs. We like sticking things in there that aren't necessarily us. And we want it on video. Beer bottles, twatcams, Ken dolls, organic Mat-Su jumbo asparagus, a four D-cell Maglites, anything. The Texas legislature would have added a colon exam AT THE SAME time but then it would give away what we men are really up to.
Please send all Texas first trimester sonogram videos to linked email address. Please.
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