Well, my daughter came home from Brown county. They went horseback riding, and she greeted me with “dad you just have to get me that horse.” When I responded that their was no way in hell I was getting a horse she said “well Kelsey’s cat had kittens….can I have one of those?” Girls think they are so smart, but following on the heels of the $100 gorilla trick I wasn’t falling for it. NO CATS. Unless they are on a plate smothered in hollandaise sauce is a hard and fast rule in my house.
I have decided on a Toyota Carolla as my car of the future, and the future is now. My reasoning is its relatively inexpensive, has four doors, and should last at least twenty years. By which time I have every intention of being part of the bar at O’malleys.
Mollie and I dined on tostitos and cheese sauce with jalapenos and Rotel. In a few short hours we should be lying in virtual agony staring miserably at each other. I will teach her to quit eating my food even if it kills me. What kind of friggin dog eats dried, rolled, pressed, salted corn for christsake?
i found some funny stuff. In fact this one had me rollin. I’ve been to the blog before, and it tends to be quite amusing. This one was absolutely delightful though.
and then there is this one. I like her wit, sarcasm, and wry biting editorializing on all things human. Some very funny real life kinda stuff here.
I see pakistan is making the news regularly now. Wolf “asswind” Blitzer was trying to goad their foreign minister into saying something bad about the relationship with the U.S. Government. He failed, mainly because the foreign minister blamed our media for the relationship problem. It was pretty funny. Wolf Blitzer couldn’t get a 6 year old to say “I want ice cream.” He then tried to hammer on the Iraqi Deputy prime minister about their parliament going on break. The DPM patiently explained to the nimrod that their parliament is kind of like our congress and does whatever idiotic thing pops into their collective ADD hampered brains. I saw it live, but you can probably find the clips by typing “Hippo assfeathers and other idiotic things” into your browser window. If that doesn’t work try “shitferbrains” or “CNN’s talking sphincter muscle.”
I’m sure these will work because someone got to Criminy’s house of inanity by typing in “the journey of a tampon.” Other great or near great search engine hits this week are “penguin javelin” (i think they were looking for D. Peace), gump &co khomeini (no idea), i have to pee so so badly ( i know why, i just don’t understand WHY?), and this just in “diet tampons.” Try one…wash it down with a diet soda for the apex in culinary disgust.
I wrote a post on how Ron Paul could become President. It included likely things like him taking barack Obama as a running mate. The pauliacs seemed to think it all made sense, which pleased me because I thought I had at least two bats loose from the belfry whilst I wrote it. To prove my theory was utterly preposterous, Ron came in with another rousing 2% poll number today. I swear, that campaign is on fire. He’s no John McCain, but maybe if they toss some petrochemicals on it they can be. BTW, they crowed about how much better than McCain (who IS virtually dead) Dr. Paul was doing….McCain got 20 %. Which means you won’t hear about this poll anywhere but here, because they only report well fabricated good news.
I wonder if i can get the Toyota in a nice periwinkle? Laugh trogs, I have a purple beretta. Anything is possible if you set your mind to it.
Contrary to what you are reading all over the blog, President dipshits latest executive orders don’t mean any more than the others. You can protest the war, they’ll torture whoever they damn well feel like, and people in topeka will continue to dream about living someplace nice like Guam. These were not earth shattering changes in policy. They were legalistic manifesto’s with maybe some historical significance. Hard to blame him. How would you like to be him in a history book 20 years from now.
In sports the National Felony League continues its meteoric rise to the top of the sports infamy list with that humane society poster child Mikey Vick. He’s like the 40th football player arrested this year. My only problem with the hue and cry on this is that people seem surprised. People are being payed millions to play a game, are spoiled rotten, worshipped by agents, fans, and sport monkeys on ESPN, and then we wonder why they act like a bunch of rotten kids.
In the NBA, an official has been caught betting on games he refereed. Like a true American instead of taking his lumps he is talking about naming names. Like the whole world doesn’t know organized professional athletics aren’t crooked as hell? This doesn’t even belong on the news. I want the names from the hooker book…Larry Flynt says he may release all 30 at once, and we’ll be stunned. Yeah, I’m gonna be stunned because some pathetically disgusting politician is getting his crotch rocket juiced by a hooker. That’ll happen.
Last but not least, for the last time Dick Cheney is not satan. Satan is a girl scout compared to this guy. I kind of like him. He’s like the chancre sore you appreciate when your great aunt edna the mouth kisser visits.
Hey Barack….Can You Spare Some Change?
March 9, 2008So how about that change candidate? I’m wondering what, other than skin color, the change isalleged to be. So far, other than his incessant whining now that the press is treating him like everyone else he seems like every other semi-crooked politician to me. Let’s, just off the top of our heads, look at the record.
So far he has never won an election for federal office that didn’t include getting reporters to dig through the divorce proceedings of his opponents trying to find some dirt that will stick. This includes the primary, and one election for federal office. Slinging dirt doesn’t really allow one to call himself the candidate of change.
He purchsed a home in which he realized “several hundred dollars worth of savings” in conjunction with a lot purchased by your typical everyday chicago style graft and corruption specialist. Here again the table was set long ago by those before him and he is merely eating the vittles.
I suppose when a couple of your top staffers come out and tell people you lied about NAFTA, and getting out of Iraq, and another admits you are not ready to be commander in chief in an interview that could be called change. Honesty is rare in campaigns, and thiese were the first honest things to come out of his campaign. Unfortunately, he said the NAFTA conversation didn’t happen when it actually did. His Iraq stance is also disingenuous on its surface because common sense says if a nuclear device goes off in fallujah we will be there long past 18 months. So again, his lying and obfuscations make this more of the same…no change here.
His record…that anemic thing he persistently points to could have been called change had he not followed in the footsteps of JFK and Jimmy Carter. Neither had a record of international involvement. One botched the bay of pigs, and the other failed so miserably when the Shah was ousted in Iran that 30 years later we still can’t get that particular burr out of our rump. Again….no change here.
So where is the change? great speaker? so was Reagan. Innovator? nothing new in any of his policy statements. Voting record?
Eureka…change…we have found you. I don’t think we have ever had anyone as liberal as Barack Hussein (yeah…its his middle name but he isn’t a muslim and damn the muslim’s should be pissed that the man won’t even own his moniker because it sounds like an islamic name) Obama run this deep into a campaign.
You should enjoy this time Barack. Hillary can only hit you so hard without offending the socialists in her party. Imagine what happens when that paragon of togetherness John McCain starts attacking your record of political isolationism. Do you really think you control the middle? you can’t control the middle from the far left or the far right, but you might have a shot if you’ve always been there. John McCain has. Of course, if he wins we will need to redecorate the oval office. I recommend putting the button on the top shelf. He won’t be able to reach it there.