Um, Gary? I've got something for you to bite. But it's not a bullet, baby. It's my ass. That's right. Come on out here to Cupertino and take the elevator up to the Jobs Pod and you can bite my sweet tiny hairless ass.
After months of being not funny Fake Steve seems to be back to being readable. Must be that Obama finally locked up the nomination, so now he doesn't have to write about how much he hates Hilary... Regardless, this is the first time since the book came out that I've found myself reading more than once every other week or so.