"Yes, but starting tomorrow, we're going to start searching your crotchal area" -- this is the word he used, "crotchal" -- and you're not going to like it."
"What am I not going to like?" I asked.
"We have to search up your thighs and between your legs until we meet resistance," he explained.
"Resistance?" I asked.
"Your testicles," he explained.
As I stated over six years ago when I founded the blog and domain:
Several people have asked me why I chose the name Whose Paranoid, and for me, it was simple; nearly every facet of our lives, is documented, collated, marked, read and filed by so damnable many organizations, institutions, companies, and governments! Laws are so prolifigate, intrusive and overboard, that I am waiting for the one that will mandate the length and size of our genitalia. Therefore, quite simply and because of this, that when someone speaks of paranoia, it is not simply a lark, fantasy, or a psychosis, but a serious question that one must ask one’s self:
“Just WHOSE paranoid are you?”
WP
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