MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE by Michael Wolraich Order today at Barnes & Noble / Amazon / Books-A-Million / Bookshop |
Okay, as our OGD notes, more and more he offers up a "Fuck Off" to those who offend - but as we get older, we're less inclined to say "Fuck Off and Die" - after all, we're not quite sure where *we* will end up, and populating it with our least favorite acquaintances is simply an unpalatable postmortem encounter that could last, em, fucking forever.
So instead, the contest is to tell them to Fuck Off to Mars - at least for 2 years, probably longer (and well, there is a chance they might not survive, but I'm guessing there's a second Bardo or Hades or simple Pet Cemetery for anyone past zero G).
Alright team, have at it - who should we send off rockets blazing, and for what (preferably humorous or engaging) reason)?
Comments
Peracales ... Great point about off to Mars...
But please allow me to put that "Fuck Off" remark in context...
And I don't really give a hoot whether they "die" or not... As long as the just Fuck Off ..
Ya' see... For those who don't know. Dick was simply wishing me a belated HAPPY 70TH BIRTHDAY and I was forewarning him of what has happened to me as I've aged.
And to think my Medicare Advantage plan picked up the tab with no co-pay...
~OGD~
by oldenGoldenDecoy on Mon, 10/03/2016 - 1:43pm
I was just channeling your inner Johnny Rotten or Lydia Lunch. In the old days you wouldn't have been so shy about it.
by PeraclesPlease on Mon, 10/03/2016 - 3:45pm