Sunday, April 03, 2005
The Trinity
The Pope is dead. Terri Shaivo is dead. Frank Perdue is dead. That should do it for awhile.
The Pope, and Terri, were pretty much dead a long time ago, and anyone who hadn't already mourned thoroughly was not paying adequate attention.
But this Frank thing. Out of the blue. One minute, he's a tough man making tender chicken, then gone. This is a loss for the greater chicken loving community. Godspeed Frank.
The Pope, and Terri, were pretty much dead a long time ago, and anyone who hadn't already mourned thoroughly was not paying adequate attention.
But this Frank thing. Out of the blue. One minute, he's a tough man making tender chicken, then gone. This is a loss for the greater chicken loving community. Godspeed Frank.
