Down the Rabbit Hole, part 2: A Photo Essay
Circle the wagons, boys and girls!*
“Defensive formation! Everyone to their positions!”
“Iâm sick and tired of these motherfucking feminists on the motherfucking wagon!”
“All your dues are belong to us.”
We are one! Like Voltron!”
“Maybe if I keep my mouth shut, Iâll get on the Nebula ballot. Loose lips sink careers!”
*Legal note: Dogs in dramatic depiction of wagon-circlinâ may be cuter and classier than actual participants of wagon-circlinâ.
But the dogâs so cute!
Puppies!
(There was an episode of This American Life a while back with a segment about a guy who tried to launch The Puppy Channel on cable. The theme song went something like “Puppies puppies puppies puppies puppies puppies puppies puppies PUPPIES!” Iâll sing it for you sometime, if you like. The point is, Iâm singing it to myself right now.)
Legal note: Dogs in dramatic depiction of wagon-circlinâ may be cuter and classier than actual participants of wagon-circlinâ.
*dies laughing* ainât that the truth.
Shouldnât there be a “get off my lawn” puppy?
Or is that a given?
Get off my lawn… please?
Not fair! Now I want a puppy.
Kudos, we cat people could never pull off something like this.
Is there actual wagon-circling going on? If so, where? I might want to let loose a few arrows.
Julia:
http://www.clock.org/~ambar/cats/jpgs/wagon.jpg
Moles, youâre like, HOURS behind! Whole new communites have risen and fallen! Beloved figures have shown surprising faces, people you wouldna thotit turned up to fight the good fight! Professional organization Presidents accused of infamy!
Ask Chance. Iâm exhausted.
Damn time zones.
Fucking awesome.
JeffV