
I still have a throat full of goo and now hurricane Sandy is coming to kill me.

I still have a throat full of goo and now hurricane Sandy is coming to kill me.

This is horrible on porpoise.

So, hurricane Sandy is probably going to fuse with a cold front, or something, and turn into a massive apocalypse storm.
At least one model I saw of its projected path sees it going straight for southern Ontario and doing a little dance.
I’m preparing for it by doing absolutely nothing.

Sometimes, I eat bears.

My throat still hurts. I hope I don’t have to get my tonsils out or anything.

Now is the time for the three-headed man to do his little dance!