National humor shortage expected.
Wall Street is in the gutter, Wal Mart starts to sputter, Detroit is in the crapper, I can’t even make fun of the clapper. Or can I? Of course I can, it’s my blog after all. Ok, I’ll admit, I had to dig through the archives for this one, but I’ll rework it and present it for your edification. Herewith: Clap on, crap gone. The ingenious minds that brought you the Clapper have come up with yet another device to take your life ever so much closer to Nirvana. Sorry Pearl Jam fans, you’ll have to... Sign in to see full entry.