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:
Wow...
That's a whole new level of class.
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.
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