14 thoughts on “It’s Primary Night … You Know What That Means”

  1. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to ride along tonight. Got other stuff to do.
    You crackers have a good time, though.

  3. I still have such a crush on Atticus!!! (and a bit of one on Boo, too!)
    If I didn’t like Boo so much, I would suggest a photoshop of mccain’s face on that pale visage…
    Mmmm, Gregory Peck!
    Elspeth
    (who’s nickname in highschool was “Scout”)

  8. I looked just like Scout as a child. The non-ham-clad version, that is. Same hair, same stubbornness, and I was just as likely to lose my dress.
    Too bad I didn’t grow up to write like Harper Lee. I’ll just have to settle for making bad cloaca puns.

  10. I keep having this idea for, like, a one-act play based on the Crack Vans. It’d be like Whose Line Is It Anyway, crossed with the Rude Pundit. We’d all be standing on a stage in a row, with a giant TV of Chris Matthews behind us, saying HA! and talking about the president’s penis, while we shout things at the audience and every now and again a kitten runs by, chased by a bear with a chainsaw.
    Tell me it wouldn’t be awesome.
    A.

  13. “Buggy, don’t get Elspeth started…”
    I didn’t even DO anything!!!
    (goes to the sofa and pouts)
    Elspeth

  14. …every now and again a kitten runs by, chased by a bear with a chainsaw.
    What, no ferrets?

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