These days, one has to be careful what one posts on-line, even if it isn't meant to be taken seriously.
But I was watching the episode in "Breaking Bad" about the cigarette, thinking of Tim Leary and a plan concocted a half century ago by the Weather Underground.
"Oh, honey! Look! How thoughtful! Someone sent us some Adolf Hitler Christmas cookies!"
"Great! This will top off our very, very White Christmas! Ah! The moustache and hair are licorice icing!"
"Oh! My God! These cookies are truly the sacrament! I see Jesus with the Fuhrer!"
"It's the rapture! The rapture, I say! It's so great to be White, isn't it, Dear?!"
Use your own imagination as to what the neighbors might smell in the air two weeks after New Year.
Between the Amazon on fire and the Asshole preparing for the G7, I'm sure a lot of folks have some ugly thoughts . . .
I sprained my hands, trying to strangle the TV set yesterday . . .