

http://www.youshare.com/view.php?file=LiveandLearn.mp3


I've never really had much of an opinion on Bono. I kind of zone out when a guy flies in on a private jet and tells me to help end poverty. Especially a guy who's a rock star, who should be banging broads and doing exotic drugs... like chewing on nicotine patches and shooting dog laxatives into his nipples or something. But I saw this story on Bono today and now I see him for the sadistic sonofabitch he really is.
Here she is in St. Tropez. Well la-de-frigging-da. I mean, five grand?!? The last thing I paid $5000 for at least came with a stereo... so if she came with a boom box then, yeah, ok.

Ok Buckos, strap in. Today I'm going to give you a glimpse of the future.

the computers lubed and running. And he's gonna have some crazy James-Bond-villian-ey name the computers give him like Operator #1 or Fisheye... or some crazy shit like that. 
Wow. Kind of a rough day for NY Governor Elliot Spitzer. And I imagine his wife gave him a hard time about this whole high-priced prostitute thing over the entire weekend. I bet he didn't even get some down-time on Sunday to watch any spring training games. Then there's the kids. Can you imagine having to listen to them blattin' their little heads off about being embarrassed at school. Little jerks. Just thinking about the whole thing gets my chubby little choad all knotted up with stress and fuss. So, being the patriotic New Yorker that I am, I took matters into my own hands and sent the Spitzer's a little "care package" to get them through this difficult time.

