236 Followers!

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September 25, 2009 by Mark Shea

Ha! Take that, Fr. Philip! Five new mumbling ciphers in a single day! Five new playthings for me to, to… *do* things to! Mine is the superior pointless and idle tyranny!

Today, my rootless cosmopolitans seeking to fill your empty lives with meaning, I offer you the following correspondence that just came in from one of my fawning suckups:
I attached a pic of one of my favorite beers (Dark Lord).

Every time I hear you spoken of as “Dark Lord,” I think of this beer…and like Pavlov’s canine,
my chin gets wet.
I have one more bottle of this beer in my basement. I stood in line 6 hours in the rain for it. It cost me $15 per bottle, but I could easily sell it on ebay for $60. It has an ABV of 13%.

I suppose there is no point in emailing this, other than to point out…you never know what your words inspire in the mind of a reader AND beer is far more interesting and delicious than the casual drinker assumes.

I print this to let you know that if some casual remark of mine can bring even a little ray of happiness and hope into your wretched lives then, well, I’m not doing my job. *Sniff*.

I’ll be in my Tower, brooding.

That is all!