chokes on breakfast
God is an iron.
Nitpick: it’s not “The London Times”. The name of the paper is The Times. If you’re citing it outside Britain, you call it London’s *The Times * or *The Times * of London.
That forecast is just to make the sudden downpour of blood, frogs, rain, and two-headed kittens that much more shocking.
OK, I want the two-headed kittens.
Tropical storm Julio, now a depression, has been a major downer for FotF.
Hurricane Gustav might also be, depending on where it hits next week.
Every time I look at the hurricane prediction map, I keep thinking about the Cone of Silence! 
Sorry, ma’am, but they’ve all been requisitioned for the Smiting of the Democrats.
Could I interest you instead in a four-eared cat?
OK, I’ll take that instead.
I’m pretty sure Oy! is a Democrat. Does she get off without a smiting just because she isn’t going to the Convention?
I don’t want a smiting. I just want a strange kitten! (And yes, I am almost always a Democrat)
ETA: But if you’re fresh out, I’ll take the cat with four ears. Better yet, the Maine Coon cats with the double toes!
I’d have named it Damien.
Shhh- it can hear you…
Hehe…if I ever get a Sphinx cat, I’m naming it either Stitch or Gollum…
Before you can vote for Prince, you have to purify yourself in the waters of Lake Minnetonka.
What the hell is that and why did I have to look at it? 
Perhaps they’d like to wait until the hurricane season (June 1 to November 30) is over before having their convention. Isn’t this behavior just a little too much scaredy-cats, even for Republicans? I mean, the convention is in Minnesota, isn’t it? Not a lot of danger there, and it isn’t like they’ve ever been concerned for anyone else.
I think they’re more concerned about the convention getting bigfooted by hurricane coverage, as well as the bad image of appearing to party while the Gulf states drown.