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Thursday, October 8

I just KNEW something wasn't right in the blogosphere these past 2 weeks

Our Peter of Lone Tree (and my co-conspirator in crime) has hit a snag on this wild ride we call life.....

Get Well, Peter of Lone Tree
by: Dark Wraith

UPDATE: Tuesday, October 7, 2009 at 7:15 p.m. EDT: I spoke with Peter of Lone Tree this morning. He said he was recovering well, and he was in good spirits. Aside from only the slightest, brief speech difficulty, he seemed to be getting better just like he said.

He is delighted to hear of the comments made to this post, and I want to thank all of those who have wished him well, whether it is here, by phone, or by get-well card. I also want to extend special thanks to Missouri Mule, who called him to read him this post. I am hopeful that he will get to hear additional comments as they are posted.

Thank you all. I think Peter's going to live to see another day.

May you remain forever in fear, Bilderbergers; Trilateralists; Zionists; Council on Foreign Relations denizens; CIA operatives; Men in Black; NSA creeps; communists; black helicopter pilots and crew; soldiers of Joel's Army; and, yes, you aliens who live among us. You will be exposed. Peter of Lone Tree, Father Tyme, and the Dark Wraith, himself, live!

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Big Brass Blog contributing writer Peter of Lone Tree suffered a minor stoke last week.

He called me the morning it occurred to him that he was having difficulty thinking. Eventually, he went to a hospital, but he left after he wearied of being tube-tied in one of the warehouses that constitutes a modern healthcare facility.

He is now recuperating at the home of his son and daughter-in-law.

He called me this morning as I was preparing to go to a class, so I did not have much time to get into all the details, but he did grant me permission to let all of you know of his condition. From our conversation, it seemed to me that he was doing pretty well. Aside from a very slight confusion at one point, he was lucid, clear, and still in command of all his faculties. I cannot, however, comment on his appetite or libido, but I'll try to get him to disclose those things in our next conversation. As far as I can tell, he is still not a Republican, he remains a conspiracy theorist of the first order, and he thinks the girls here at Big Brass Blog are all hot.

What he doesn't know is that I am a double-agent, masquerading as a Freemason while working for both Mossad and certain, shall we say, "other interests," and that Father Tyme is a contract spy for the Trilateral Commission tasked to seducing Sarah Palin so she will become President and unknowingly carry out the full agenda of the Bilderberg Group. Father Tyme has been promised the regency of a small island in the South Pacific populated by nude Polynesians of questionable yet undeniably interesting culinary preferences, but he has declined even greater rewards that would be his if he would agree to set Peter of Lone Tree up in a compromising rendezvous with Michele Bachmann and several Eskimos known to Todd Palin as Bertha and Mabel, but known on the Internet as "Snowy, Twinkles, & Their Friend, Mr. Moose."

Peter, you need to get well as soon as possible. It's not the same without you.

Big Brass Blog needs its writers. All of them. We need to show the world a united front of intellectual depth, maturity, abstinence, sobriety, and everything else that makes this diner on the edge of Empire's twilight live up to its description: The Lair of the Poisonous Scribblers!

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06 Oct '09 - 21:54 | Dark Wraith | Personal | 9 comments | Permalink


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