Friday, April 25, 2008

A Cry for Help

Jim Morrow tries to read my mind.

5 comments:

jimmorrow said...

We're here for you, man.

Tom Jackson said...

Unfortunately, in doing so he descends into amateur psychoanalysis, virtually eliminating any chance of being taken seriously -- on this or any other subject.

But that's the least of your problems. The Reverend Mommy has found you out:
http://reverendmommy.blogspot.com/2008/04/thou-protestest-too-much-rabbit-john.html
You can expect a pre-emptive anti-zombie strike any time now.

jimmorrow said...

Oh Tom Jackson.... So cute....

Unfortunately, you've hit on one of my weaknesses: that you sometimes have to see my face to realize when I'm joking--or maybe just notice that the tags say "tongue in cheek" at least two times....

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John said...

virtually eliminating any chance of being taken seriously -- on this or any other subject.

Not to worry. I don't think that this is one of Jim's concerns.