The woman kept going, and going, and the alley got tighter, and tighter, and still she kept going, forcing her way forward, squeezing herself forward, inch by inch, the walls scrapping her arms, pinning her limbs together, yet still she pushed forward.
That’s the kind of determination that either liberates countries from tyrants or gets you killed crossing against a red light.
The ghost part?
Sigh.
That’s all. Just sigh.
If there wasn’t video I would not believe a second of this story.
Never mind the question is Imponderable, the whole story is Imponderable.
Anthony Weiner thrust himself into the New York City Mayoral election yesterday.
“I’ve thought long and hard about this,” he said as he stood proud and erect in front of his audience. “I feel that over the last few years I’ve shown you what I’m made of, and I’ve exposed myself to the will of the public.”
Weiner’s announcement came at the climax of what was otherwise a flaccid news day.
“I will not go limp at the finish, nor will I allow my poll numbers to slip. I will go deep in the race and I will finish first. And I will leave the electorate satisfied.” Candidate Weiner then basked in the afterglow of his ejaculation.
Mr. Blog’s Tepid Ride: TRENDSETTER!
(And OK, the joke was really obvious, so my question to Mr. Fallon is, what took you so long?
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