Musings on all sorts of things. Politics, current events, music, movies, celebrity culture and, of course, death related issues. My sense of humor can be raunchy, risque and ribald so be warned that you may find some salaciousness here.
Monday, July 13, 2009
I'll start shopping for a condolence card tomorrow.
Kim Jong-Il, beloved "Dear Leader" of North Korea apparently has pancreatic cancer. This means he will be toast within six months or so. From what I hear this will put a lot of whores out of work. I hope he enjoys the hot sand and molten lava enemas that the Prince of Darkness will pack up his sorry ass every day for all eternity.
Maybe he can tuck Castro and Bin Laden under each arm when he goes.