I must needs thank Martin Kelly for turning me on to the site I'm about to "plug." Having staggered over to Martin's site (one of my daily reads), and clicked on a link he'd posted to The Devil's Kitchen, I soon found myself with my eyes as wide as horseturds, my jaw as slack as that of a Palm Beach County Democrat, and gasping: "Oh, my!" fit to beat yer maiden aunt discoverin' yer stash o' porno mags.
If ya'll think my mouth "ain't fit to step in," ya'll ain't seen shit. Just have a gander at this site.
I'd just as soon not warp anyone's "fragile, little mind" (apologies to Parker and Stone), but what the hell?
This fellow is sharp as a tack, funny as hell, and -- when something pisses him off -- meaner than a badger with a case of the bullhead clap. Not for the sensitive or easily offended.