Over at Bob’s place, in response to this.
Who, for the love of Al Gore, comes up w/ these ideas? I mean, really, I’d love to shake the hand of the person who, while looking in the mirror one morning spit out hir toothpaste and cried “I’ve got the best idea EVAH!”. I want to congratulate them on this momentous event in the history of dumb ideas.
I mean, seriously.
From doctor_wankenstein in comments on this thread at Shakesville, which is discussing how hideous it is that John McCain can’t even defend his own daughter publicly to Conservative blowhards:
Jesus, John — that’s your kid that’s being attacked!
Even Darth Fucking Vader knew when to throw the Emperor over the railing.
Quoted For Truth.
I’m a godmother, that’s a great thing to be, a godmother. She calls me god for short, that’s cute, I taught her that.
She cracks me up.
And b/c I like her, one more:
The only thing that scares me more than space aliens is the idea that there aren’t any space aliens. We can’t be the best that creation has to offer. I pray we’re not all there is. If so, we’re in big trouble.
I have not lost my mind – it’s backed up on disk somewhere.
~Unknown (for reals, this time it seems.)
Oh, come on. If you can’t laugh at the walking dead, who can you laugh at?
John Larroquette as Dan Fielding on Night Court.
Plus, I am pretty sure I said this to The Guy yesterday, when he told me this post wasn’t funny.
No holiday materialism for him!
Also, this is post #601.
I base my fashion taste on what doesn’t itch.
Word. Only for me, that also extends to underwear. If it looks good, I will buy it, but if it itches, it will find a new home, stat.