Many, many hours ago, a link entered my inbox that said something about crack. Normally, most of my links from crack dealers go unnoticed, but this time, I felt I owed it to someone to investigate their crack. Crack. Say it with me: CUH-RACK.

Crack, you see, is cool. Not ass crack, either. Ass crack is lame. So is stepping on a crack, because in all honesty, that will probably break my back. Crack.

Jenny from the blog is the author of one of my new favorite blogs, conveniently located at this link.

For another reference to crack, please go here.

I think, Jenny, you may have not an addiction, but an obsession with crack. This is my scientific diagnosis, based solely on the fact that the first random link I clicked (or cracked) on your blog, led me to yet another… crack.

There is hope for you, though, because I think that in our correspondence, you said you wanted to earn some of my Obamapalooza beads, and well, that means you’re a-ok in my book. That’s really all that matters, right?

Any day now… I’m waiting… tick tock tick tock… we’ve only got 4 minutes to save the world.

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