Well, just got back from China. 5 day-trip to Beijing, flights to San Fran and Vancouver + a 3 day bus ride back to Montreal. What did I miss?

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Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now.

There was a political coup. Brad was dragged out of his ornate palace and left at the mercy of tobor. Boorite is in charge now. Pantsless is optional or guys, required for females. All Hail the Mighty Boo!

Thanks. Brad is being held in a cell with nothing but unlimited beer and televised wrestling. So far he seems cool with that. I pledge that I shall rule in his stead with benevolence, except for my random fits of malice. Watch out for those. Otherwise, don't worry.

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What others say about boorite!

Wait, can I be Brad's cellmate?

I promise I won't bugger him. Much.

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

Can I?

I promise I WILL bugger him. Hourly.

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Poop.

[quote]Wait, can I be Brad's cellmate?

I promise I won't bugger him. Much.[/quote]

>:( You promised to be my cellmate when I got arrested for trying to overthrow Boorite and re-instate Brad.

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I will rate you hard, and unendingly.

I knew all those years of gobbling boorite's greasy, upturned, knobby little tallywhacker would pan out!

Viva la Revolucion!

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The giant three-phallused phallus of Uzbekistan will one day squirt the cosmic jizz of revenge all over Canada.

Boorite made me queen. I'm trying to figure out how to oppress everyone in a nice way so they still love me.

Make us build you a giant monument, but when you order us around, do it topless.

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Poop.