Monday, February 22, 2010
The Natives are Chestless
I feel like Dr. Livingston, embarking on a 19th Century ethnographic mission of medical treatment from England to North Doucherica.
I will treat the natives like primitive heathens who have not yet discovered the joys of Jesus nor the purity of the market system.
Only to discover a tribe suffering from a massive case of leopard skin crotch itch.
And realizing I left my elephant gun on the boat.
