Thank you, Mr. Bin Laden. That will be $5. - Rapid Eye Reality
Sometimes when I lie awake in bed, when the covers feel too hot, when I could use the loving touch of a diabolical revolutionary, I think of Osama Bin Laden. I like to picture him eating a bowl of Froot Loops or mowing my lawn. Or, if I'm feeling especially saucy, I like to imagine
