Burn, Bööggy, burn
Posted by Jul on 24 April 2006
It took about 10-and-a-half minutes for his head to explode. According to the witches who figure these things out, that’s a good sign for summer. It probably doesn’t count, though, since the whole thing was done with an ersatz Böögg (who was protected by a large security force of both men and dogs before the burning).
Word from the real Böögg, who’s apparently still being held hostage by the left-wing radicals: he left a note yesterday saying he was disappointed that no one wanted to pay ransom for him.
