Yes, Denizens - I know it's Cafe Press. Yes, I know that they're a liberal-owned company. Yes, I'm aware that the quality of their garments may not be quite as good as ThoseShirts.com.
But unlike ThoseShirts.com, Cafe Press ACTUALLY ANSWERS THE EMAIL I SEND THEM!!!!
Got clue, ThoseShirts???
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Otherwise, it's mine to do with as I please, and if I want to use it on the blog, I'm perfectly free to do so.
You have now been warned.
Hmmm, what am I getting this year, Dad?
Thank you, Algore.
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Those of you who have read me for any length of time – well, you probably knew it was coming all along, didn’t you? – but you know damned well what this is.
For now, click the link. Go ahead. Click it. I effin’ dare you.
And turn it up. Waaaaaay up. 
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That’s right, sportz fanz: It’s vacation time for His Rudeness™. A chance to Get Away From It All™, as it were.
This year, Mrs. Venomous & I are traveling Purt’Near™ to the Southern Command, “down aroun’ San Antone”, as the Doobie Brothers are wont to say. Mrs. Venomous wants to see the Alamo.
MRS. VENOMOUS: Along with other stuff…right, sweetie
VENOMOUS: 
Vicar, General – you guys have the conn. General…when you’re done chlorinating the gene pool of Twinkie-hating union goons down there in the Southern Command™, could I borrow another squadron of those black helicopters…? 
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I may not post as much as I used to…
OZY McCOOL: May not?
KORRIOTH: (snort!)
MERLIN:
Ever’body’s gotta be a comic, don’t they? (sigh)
…but I sure as hell don’t neglect to post this.
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Those of you who have read me for any length of time – well, you probably knew it was coming all along, didn’t you? – but you know damned well what this is.
For now, click the link. Go ahead. Click it. I effin’ dare you.
And turn it up. Waaaaaay up. )
That’s right, sportz fanz: It’s vacation time for His Rudeness™. A chance to Get Away From It All™, as it were.
Thanks to Bambi & his shitty economy, though, Mrs. Venomous & I are staying in town and not doing a helluva lot, due to the money just not being there.
MRS. VENOMOUS: Ohhhhhh, don’t worry, sweetie. We’ll find plenty of things to do. (wink)
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Vicar, General – you guys have the conn. General…when you’re done chlorinating the gene pool of Twinkie-hating union goons down there in the Southern Command™, could I borrow another squadron of those black helicopters…?
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- This blog is best viewed with your eyes.
- It helps, though, if you have Microsoft Internet Explorer
set about 1024x7681280x1024 with your Favorites windowactivated on the leftdeactivated. (At least until I can get a better handle on how WordPress works.)
(KORRIOTH: Oh, great. More wormholes.)
Mozilla Firefox doesn't do too badly, either; in fact, it's His Rudeness' browser of choice. -
You can use
Nutscrape,
if you so desire - but why in blazes would you want to use a browser from a company that had to hide behind Janet El Reño's skirt to be successful?
And don't even get me started on Opera or Chrome. I'm not about to trust any browser that won't let me change its color scheme.