HAPPY YULE fans of the CORNER, I'm writing my holiday column with a heavy heart. JAVA BOOTH's recent Illiad column has left me with droopy spirits and a clenched fist. I sit on a Christmas couch and yell at a blank screen waiting for the next wave of garbage to crest into my living room. And that wave of garbage comes in the form of characterizations
authored by the little known and decidedly unkempt writers at JAVA BOOTH, which as research has yielded, is owned by a driver of a mid-eighties ford fiesta.This wave of filth is much like the waves of Greeks
who inevitably poured into the walls of Troy--the ultimate
display of unnecessary conquest. So Rock On JAVA BOOTH,
rock on to the beat of all the other fat swine out to eat
each other. I'm here to say, with steadfast dedication to
defeat your querulous enterprise, that COFFEE CORNER
has revoked your right to rock on. ROCK ON no more BOOTH.
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