According to Talking Points Memo, Osama may be no more. He's passed on. He has expired and gone to meet his maker. He's a stiff. Bereft of life. Pushing up the daisies. His metabolic processes are now history. He's off the twig, kicked the bucket, shuffled off his mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible. He has ceased to be.
One can only hope.
A note from your editor:
In the last post, Dusty (the fuckin' nominee), asked where we find pictures for The Planet. Well, here's a good example of the type of stuff that comes up in Google images if you bore down far enough. We did a search for "Osama Dead" to see what we'd find and we got this cookie recipe.
Proving that the blogosphere really is a fucked up place.