November 24, 2004

Nothing to say

Came here to make a posting, and found that I'm without words. It's been a difficult morning, what with a server going all spastic on me. I'm spent.

But I go home at 3:30. Hurray!

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November 22, 2004

Decadence

Steve put up pictures of Mancamp in action again.

Ooh, that sounds dirty.

Actually, that's not far from the truth.

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Email Comment of the Week

Anja asks, "Is Puffy Cooter a rapper?"

Yes, but you don't want to see the bling.

Comments are still disabled, because I'm supremely lazy. Send your comments via email, and I'll ignore them personally.

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November 11, 2004

Right this way, your table's waiting

Liza Minnelli forced bodyguard to have sex.

Liza Minelli's bodyguard has accused the star of forcing him to have sex with her in order to keep his job.

Okay, think about that. Think about those flabby thighs, that cocaine eroded nose, that puffy cooter. Think about a woman so desperate for attention that she forces her bodyguard to do her if he wants to keep his job. Think about the alcohol-tinged breath and the pancake makeup.

The mind shudders.

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November 05, 2004

Steve's on a roll

HOG ON ICE: Infan-Tile

Yep, much better than anything I have come up with yet.

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Hog On Ice Alert

HOG ON ICE: Left Stepping up Efforts to Cut Off Nose, Spite Face?

The Democrat Party is on life support, and Krugman is standing on the oxygen hose.

Steve at Hog On Ice is one of the best writers out there. Your best bet for highly amusing right-wing crankery, lethal pork recipes and homebrew beer sex.

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November 04, 2004

Beat to the punch

by someone with quicker fingers.

Scroll down to the entry titled "You Are What You Eat."

I was well on my way with this, and was just looking for a perfect picture of Moore, and then I found this. Drat. Maybe I'll still make one anyway.

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November 03, 2004

Drama Queens

I went to Wil Wheaton's site, and read through some of the comments on his posting about that damned Bush guy winning.

Good grief. Talk about drama.

Fucking candy-asses, every one of them. They all seem to think it's the End Time, or that Storm Troopers are about to knock on the door and drag them off to Republican Indoctrination, or that the country will slide into a sea of hot lava.

Or worst of all, other countries won't like us.

And with the same breath they complain about the absolute morons that voted for Bush. Irony is such an amazing thing.

It's everywhere. The net is alive with the Left tearing their clothing, casting themselves on the ground, and shouting vague threats about moving to Canada/Sweden/France/etc.

Are all you people insane? Or are you just completely disconnected from reality?

Get a grip.

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A Joke for you

Kerry walks into a bar. The bartender says, "why the long face?".

Thank you, I'll be here all week.

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Torn

Should I take the high road like Theresa Heinz-Kerry would? Or should I keep my mouth shut?

Ha, ha! <\muntz>

Sorry. Impossible to resist.

No, no, I have to be an adult about this. I'm not one of those adolescent whiners that end up posting on Democratic Underground. I should maintain a serious demeanor. There have been enough bridges burned in this country already. I'm not one to gloat.

Ha, ha!

Dammit, it just keeps slipping out.

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November 02, 2004

Comments still turned off

...cause I'm too lazy to get a turing test installed, or migrate to another publishing package.

Big news, huh?

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Goddess

Today's election quote, brought to you by Mental Rose.

If you can't cast a ballot and then deal with the results in an adult and honest fashion, fuck you.

Well said.

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Is it over?

I just want it to be over.

Then I want everyone to take down their fucking lawn signs, because I'm tired of seeing Bush/Kerry/Dittrich/Haas/Ramstad/Molenaar/Upchuck everywhere I look.

Goddamnit.

Thank you. Goodnight. Wake me when the lawsuits are over.

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