Deb sends the following:
A mother's enquiry about buying Microsoft Flight Simulator for her ten-year-old son prompted a night-time visit to her home from a state trooper.
...So alarmed was the Staples clerk at the prospect of the ten year old learning to fly, that he informed the police, the Greenfield Recorder reports. The authorities moved into action, leaving nothing to chance. A few days later, Olearcek was alarmed to discover a state trooper flashing a torch into to her home through a sliding glass door at 8:30 pm on a rainy night. article
We have simply checked out of rationality.
I took flying lessons several years ago, until I ran out of money - actually, until my car broke down and I had to take my flying lesson stash and buy another automobile. To this day, I'm disappointed in that turn of events. I bought a flight simulator computer program for my son when he was an adolescent, but we had an old computer that wouldn't run it. Maybe I should try to find the thing and load it up now that I have a better computer. I sure don't want to go try to buy a program these days.
Jesus H. Christ, people. Look at yourselves.
Is this the good life?
Oh, yeah, excuse me, it's the fault of those brown-skinned people with false gods.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
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