Archive for November 8th, 2011

Veeshir, of DPUD, who has studiously boycotted me for what seems like years, blogged about an attention whore.   The guy gets college credit for it.  It’s like a PhD in Ego Whoring.

Whatever is his thesis work, a big steaming pile of poo?

I couldn’t help but comment over there on veeshir’s post.

“I’m like a celebrity back home,” Perkins said.

Damn, what an annoying self-centered little attention-whore man-child celebritard† he is.

I heard today from somewhere that the idiots were vandalizing and threatening businesses for not giving them free food.  Seriously?

It’s so sad that they’ve finally sunk to the level of the Tea Party folks, isn’t it? I mean, when you spiral down to the point where you can’t be distinguished from a Tea Party rabble-rouser, why… f*** me sideways, that is off the rails.  Note the heavy sarcasm.  Like neutronium level heavy.  Sarconium‡, if you like.

† Celebritard (sel-leh-brih-TARD):  n.

  1. A celebrity whose only real claim to fame is being a complete and total retard
  2. A celebrity who by virtue of being an asshole is sensational


‡ Sarconium (sar-CONE-nee-um):  n.

  1. Sarcasm so heavy that it is really really dense and painful to be on the receiving end of unless you are a Celebritard†

Read Full Post »

Hard Time.

Lindsay Lohan sentenced to 30 days and released in 4 hours?  What do you want to bet that she gets four tears tattooed on her butt?

I understand alcoholism and addiction.  But at some point you gotta be allowed to bottom out in order to face up to your problem, realize there’s nothing you can do to stop it without help, and you have to be more afraid of the consequences than the process of coming to grips.  Just a cold hard fact.  She’s been kept from bottoming out so she’ll keep doing the same thing over and over.

Ok, next story…

Let the outrage begin.  In Wisconsin, someone had the nerve to put up the billboard pictured here:

Source: Dan Pillar (blog) / The Register (photo)

Seriously?  This is like saying sex kills.  Do you really think anyone is going to be swayed in your intended direction, i.e. actually stop eating bacon or less of it?  Phfffft.  Yeahright.

(Car swerves off road as Ritalin-Enhanced Super-Soccer-Mom internalizes the message on the billboard)  Johnny, Suzy – spit those bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits out right now before you get cancer of the asshole!  RIGHT.  NOW.  YOUNG MAN… spit it out!  Suzy, YOU HEARD ME, TOO!  SPIT IT OUT.  OUT!  OUT!  OUT!

Read Full Post »