The Dog Days of Summer Come Early

Zzzz. The same old Muslim-on-a-Rampage shootings.

The same "no, we can't ban assault rifles" shrugs.

The same Shauna Cuntwell wide-eyed cover versions of tunes by the twats-of-the-day.

The same boring hype about whatever Trump, Kardashian or a Jenner said.

The same tedious coverage of sport teams and stars doing the same thing all over again.

As for Bill Hoobastank, he posted about how he listened to THE RADIO.

How exciting is THAT?

He spent the Memorial Day weekend sitting in his adult diapers counting down the Top Tedious Songs that dull people think are great.

Anyone can simply find a list of Billboard's All-Time best selling singles, and Christ, don't they automatically play in your head even if you don't want them to? Lionel Twitchy singing "Hello?" Yes and their catchy "Boner Of a Lonely Heart?" Brooooose and his "Bored in the USA?"

There was Bill, urging all his friends (all two of them) to tune in the radio to the same forlorn oldies station he was going to listen to, and count down Journey, and Asia, and Michael Jackson, and on and on and on.

It makes you think ANYTHING would be better than being cooped up listening to the radio.

But, as Gershwin reminded us years ago, "Tain't necessarily so."

The Lard of the Fruit Fails offered a post to once again remind us that there are plenty of autistic zombies in the world who are empty-headed and proud of it.

DOG DAYS indeed!