If you’ve ever wanted to know if you’re a lazy son of a Bon Jovi fans, sweaty armpit, you should ask yourself this question: Am I a lazy son of a Bon Jovi fans, sweaty armpit? I know, I should really be a psycho doctor of some sort but I’m not, so just get over it and carry on with your life and read the newspaper. I know, every time you pick up some newspaper, all you read about is ‘some country was bombed’ or ‘some man wants more power & money’ or ‘some country wants more power & money’ but calm your crazy self down for a moment. That’s just some newspaper, it isn’t all of them:
That is undoubtedly the most accurate newspaper in the world.
I’d be surprised it was wasn’t factually correct.
Short and sweet, now if only the politicians would take the hint!!
Methinks that might be a long way off but it’s nice to dream sometimes!
I like this newspaper. It’s short to the point and doesn’t leave itself open to crappy reporting like the Huffington Post. Oops, I mean internet newspapers.
I often wonder what it would be like if AOL bought me. Would Thirsty Dave suddenly become a consumer of copious amounts of healthy drinking water?