The Secret Grand Jury Testimony revealed by The Frumious BanderSnatch may bare all but I'm sure it bears little resemblance to the truth. I highly doubt Monica would admit public or otherwise to the eating of cupcakes in the closet. The confessions of a closet twinkle eater just doesn't have the same monetary possibilities as the confessions of an out-of-the-closet eater of Presidents. Which brings me to another slanderous supposition that bears spreading: Do you suppose the efforts by Ken Starr to chew up President Clinton has any Freudian undertones.

This website is the home of much humor and satire.

It's a good jumping off spot to several equally odd sites of weirdness around the web.

I would tend to give the site a PG-R rating. Not exactly R rated, but a little more adult than most parents would like for a PG rating. Let's face it few parents want to explain the humorous intent behind an ad for knee-pads. But, then again, unlike many of the scum-riddled lumps of flotsam floating around the web at least there is no picture of the aforesaid knee-pads in use. So as always "You be the judge."

Yours in humor,
Dead Elvis