Curses to everyone who isn't clicking on International Days. The authors work very hard on those days, and they deserve some praise. (Although, come to think of it, if you're not clicking on the Int. Day links, you're probably not clicking here. But those of you who are, go and tell them.
Curse: May your mouse button be broken for 4 hours today, causing you no end of headaches.
Curses to all of you who don't leave comments. Other sites make fun of us. Why do Hyperion's Readers not leave comments? They snidely ask. Maybe they can't write.
Curse: May your spouse ask you to watch CSPAN tonight, and you are unable to object because your voice temporarily gives out.
Curses to CNN's Morning Edition and Fox and Friends. If there is a closer race to become the group of people I'd most like to see mauled to death by bears, I haven't found it.
Curse: May you all choke to death on your own misplaced smugness.
And weaking of spich,
I found out just this week what Armored Bears are. Triple Curses to all of you who knew previously about Armored Bears and didn't feel the need to tell me.
Curse: May you never know the joy of Graitch.
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