Tuesday, May 27, 2008

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

While at work yesterday my partner and I attended the local Memorial Day ceremonies in the little township in which we work. Speeches were given, essays were read and then the high school marching band played a song. Now, I have yet to ever mention the name of the organization that I work for or the township in which I work and I still will not mention them here. But I will say that I really wish I could state the name of the high school because I want everyone to know that the fuck-wit director of the ******'s Township High School marching chose Cat Scratch Fever to play at the town's Memorial Day ceremony. Yes, that's right folks Cat. Scratch. Fever.

Whiskey.
Tango.
Foxtrot.
Over.

2 comments:

Epijunky said...

Wow...

That's a whole new level of class.

dr-exmedic said...

I think that's just another example of how something becomes tame over the years as we get used to it.

But at least he didn't pick Wang Dang Sweet Poontang.