For those who haven’t yet subscribed to my new blog, Voodoo Robot Chili (and you know who you are, but not necessarily in Heideggerian terms) please note that I’ve posted some new articles which you’re sure to love.
They’re witty, yet prophetic in the, “my god this beats the pants off a Magic 8-Ball” sort of way. Though, come to think of it, Magic 8-Balls don’t wear pants…
But who cares about that?
Trust me, I’m making fun of everyone from Dick Cheney, all the way up to Taylor Swift. Do you see the connection? I sure don’t. But that’s not the point. I’m just damn sure I’ve targeted everyone who’s scratched their butt at least once in their life. (Once again, you know who you/they are.)
So whoever (or whatever) you want to laugh at, don’t worry. And don’t get your panties all bunched up into a pretzel. You’ll find a chuckle at Voodoo Robot Chili.
Click on the link baby. You know you want to.
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