Yes, I’ve been less than forthcoming with my nuclear plans, but for good reason. This fucking writer’s strike. I’m bored out of my mind. And I’m angry. I mean, hello, I haven’t seen a new episode of House in months. And now I’m looking at a shortened season of Lost? I won’t accept that, I’m sorry. I am going to bomb the shit out of the AMPTP.
I’m not a union guy, far from it. For all I care the WGA could rot in a desolate prison camp for the rest of their natural lives. But this is getting ridiculous. There is NO good TV on. I mean, did anybody else try watching the new American Gladiators? It’s terrible. The “gladiators” look like the inbred mongoloids I fight for sport during national holidays — only more inbred and more monogoloidian. Trust me, those guys would NOT make for good television.
Please just let me keep my nukes long enough to take out the AMPTP (you’re off the hook Weinsteins). I swear I’m done after that. Okay, maybe I’ll volley a couple of missiles across the border with China. But then, I’m done. Scout’s honor.