This could all go horribly wrong at any minute.

And the rubber chicken says,

If I was told a major hurricane was headed toward my henhouse, I'd beat feet out of there.

But what do I know? I'm just a rubber chicken.

Yes, you are. And a very wise one to get the hell out of there. A lot of those people just stayed,

and I don't fucking, I know you don't. Oh, yeah, okay, we can discuss this another time.

It's a much longer discussion, and we will talk then, but I've got to get on with

Rantcast 101 entitled Between the Rock and a Hard Place, from an asteroid to Ian. Huh? That's a

snappy little title for a snappy fucking week, wasn't it? Oh boy. First we start with the asteroid, the teeny tiny asteroid, we whack that out, and then all of a

sudden we learn that the only thing that will distract us at all from any kind of discussion

of the amount of bullshit we go through on a daily level, be it whatever it's the court

cases are, whatever the Republicans and Democrats are

screaming about, whatever it is that the constant buzz of television, which the repetition of the

same news thing and the same news cycle over and over and over again, what we apparently need

in order to break out of that is a major catastrophe. God damn, those TVs, they couldn't get the

cameras down there fast enough. They couldn't put idiots out into the streets yelling about it

enough. And now, boy, it's like a massive amount of today. There's more actually in-depth reporting when it comes to a catastrophe

than when it comes to the shit we have to deal with on a daily basis, okay? And then they're

yelling about, you know, I just, I fucking don't get it. I just, it's horrifying what's happening

down in Florida. And now we're going to, and but there'll be no discussion of whether these people should leave or not.

It's no, it's fine, we're just gonna build.

I heard the guys say today, we're just gonna build the houses, you know, we're gonna rebuild them.

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