“We are all just figments of Fred Thompson’s vivid imagination.”
This is what I Meant to blog on my goofy little site last evening. Unfortunately, I took an ADD med “holiday” and it turned into a friggin’ essay of absurdity.
Oh well, Frank, my heart was in the right place.
Anybody know where we put the oatmeal?
Sadly, many young children were mauled to death when an overzealous entrepreneur tried to repeat the success of the Teddy Bear by introducing the Freddy Bear.
I feel sorry for the Grizzly Bear. Did the bear tell PETA? I guess not because if PETA mentioned it to Fred, there would be no PETA today and no naked Alicia Silverstone advertisments.
So that rumor that his favorite toy was a pair of rabid wolverines dipped in rancid hogfat was just an urban legend, eh? Who’d have guessed?
I don’t believe that. Alabama had no electricity when Fred was young. It still doesn’t.
No electricity? No grizzly bears either. Maybe it was pink ribbon on a small puppy.
Now that’s funny.
“We are all just figments of Fred Thompson’s vivid imagination.”
This is what I Meant to blog on my goofy little site last evening. Unfortunately, I took an ADD med “holiday” and it turned into a friggin’ essay of absurdity.
Oh well, Frank, my heart was in the right place.
Anybody know where we put the oatmeal?
Sadly, many young children were mauled to death when an overzealous entrepreneur tried to repeat the success of the Teddy Bear by introducing the Freddy Bear.
I feel sorry for the Grizzly Bear. Did the bear tell PETA? I guess not because if PETA mentioned it to Fred, there would be no PETA today and no naked Alicia Silverstone advertisments.