Thursday, January 28, 2010

Holy Crap from Holy Cows.

PETA wants Punxsutawney Phil to be replaced with robot.

 nom nom nom Sorry PETA I couldn't hear you over the sound of me eating my bucket of KFC. (Feeling up the breast counts as 'second base')
       But, it is true: Crulety = delicious. In that case, PETA ad campains suffer us enough to be the new Iron Chef. Today, chefs, the secret ingredientis: Irony. BAM! Take that, Emeril!

where was i? oh yeah

What!? Usurp the meteorological prognosticator of pognosticators with a robot! If this werent already Sparta, it would be madness!
     Its thoughtless decisions like this that lead to bigger problems, like oh I don't know SKYNET!
    Robot apochlypse, people! It's true; look it up, it was on Fox news. You know, Fair and balanced, and in on the whole thing from the start.
  "Well, daddy, did he see his shadow? Will there be 6 more weeks of winter?"
"No, little Johnny but he did see the fall of man with 6 years of nuclear winter."
I hope your PEW PEW tastes like chicken, PETA.

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