Ah.
It looks to me like the legendary herb primitive read some comments of Freeper over in the other place some time ago, and borrowed the "picture."
By the way, the legendary herb primitive was some time ago demoted from a first-tier primitive clear down to merely being part of the unterprimitiven, the mindless lynch-mob.
I really disliked doing the demotion, but one does have standards.
It had to do with two things; the persistence of the legendary herb primitive in trying to be "literary" rather than trying to be a good writer. No matter how hard the legendary herb primitive tries, he's never going to be literary. But if he threw those pretensions overboard, he'd naturally evolve into a good writer.
For the record, good writers make good bucks.
The other thing was that after the big blow-up with the primitive woman troubled by cold weather, and then a second one involving Ms. Ed the unappellated eohippus and the greedy thorn primitive, the legendary herb primitive was more gracious than the occasion demanded.
He had every right--and in fact an obligation--to tell these old biddies to **** off.
And then to make it worse, the legendary herb primitive tried to be "friends" with these bitter old women, tried to gain their approval, by "proving" he Hates George Bush more than they do, during a large spate of Hate-filled rants.
What the legendary herb primitive forgot to remember is that the primitive woman troubled by cold weather, Ms. Ed the nonmonickered equine, and the greedy thorn primitive, are NEVER going to like him no matter what, so he might as well not even try to gain their approval and affection.
Youth.
