Monday, June 18, 2007
CrackerBags
I haven’t seen this much whiteness since my Amtrak stopover in Greenwich, Connecticut. But that’s not why I named this bunch CrackerBags.
It’s due to the fact they all smoke crack.
Okay, they don’t really smoke crack. But they should. Might de-choad this Frat Stew before it boils over.
Speaking of theme-park douchebaggery, reader Bilbo Baggins offers up what, in a perfect HCwDB world, our National Monuments would really look like.
And while we’re having fun with photoshop, reader pfah wants to know if anyone’s up for a tasty boiled Ab Lobster?
