That annual day has arrived where people allow themselves the pleasure of watching Dick Clark bike toward death and the disappointment of watching so many people gather in New York City without a natural disaster neutralizing them. Many publications that attempt snark claim that it is a time for resolutions, but they do not need them because they are perfect. The Gource has given this the thought it deserves (almost none) and realized that there is definitely no perfection to be found outside this blog, so it well-behooves us all to make resolutions. Here, then, is an enumerated list of The Gource's resolutions:
- Grouse More, More
- More Personal Attacks - Many peopls have been getting by this year with a Gource Warning. No longer. The Gource is instituting a "no-tolerance" policy toward any and all untoward behavior. Watch your ass, Ray Billingsley.
- None.
It is not unreasonable to stop here. In fact, it is clearly wise. You, reader, can look forward to much more of the same Gource you've come to expect, appreciate, and trust in this past Galendar Year.
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