Crazy Cat Lady sent me this.
She had the gall to make jokes, like “Guess it was bring-your-own (bbq) sauce event”.
When a semi truck overturns and becomes an inferno, burning alive 76,000 lbs of beef ribs, I call that a tragedy. It is just plain cold to make jokes about the fiery death of ribs.
Note in comments below… hilljohnny says he has reason to believe the load of ribs quoted might be a load of BS. I hope so, since this is a tragedy otherwise.
Tonight is Obama’s State of the Union address.
I could watch it but I was thinking I would get out the random orbital sander and grind my eyes out, instead. It was a serious toss-up.
Another tragedy today was the loss of one of the Sith’s most beloved… Her crock pot.
Be kind to her – the weather has dropped below freezing in Deepest Darkest Texas, and that makes the loss of a crock a terrible thing. I mock her on some things but rarely if ever about food. Food is serious stuff.
Call me ignorant, but handing out free crack pipes to combat AIDS sounds a lot like running a lawn mower in the bed of your pickup to improve your truck’s fuel economy.
“It may seem counter-intuitive, but it’s a great program. Once you can get people into your program, make them feel respected, taken care of them, they’re more likely to want to come back and want to get on HIV meds,” Thomas said.
Yeah, nothing would make me feel more respected than being manipulated by my addiction.
New evidence says that spanking kids may turn them intolawbreakers.
Older evidence says that not spanking kids results in an asshole.
I will take my chances.
Nothing says avant garde quite like throwing a few vaginas into your artwork.
Ten dollars says Cruel Wife knows exactly the phrase going through my head (in disgust) and the expression on my face. It is the one I like to call “Withering Scorn”.