April 02, 2009

(courtesy of familywatchdog.us) 

It looks as though a passing rainbow threw up on my neighborhood. Only, instead of regurgitating sunshine and lollipops, sex offenders came out. It makes more sense than you think (especially if they all look like leprechauns).

Six months ago I lived in sunny southern California. Brilliant.

(courtesy of familywatchdog.us) It looks as though a passing rainbow threw up on my neighborhood. Only, instead of regurgitating sunshine and lollipops, sex offenders came out. It makes more sense than you think (especially if they all look like leprechauns). Six months ago I lived in sunny southern California. Brilliant.

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