A few minutes to spare to post today and wish Steve Cropper a Happy Birthday. Play it, Steve!
This was the closest I’ve been since walking away to grabbing a duffel bag and dropping into some smug prick’s district and grinding away incessantly for a year or so until the motherfucker wakes up and realizes the freak just ate his job for breakfast. I almost worked myself to death doing shit like that, but the stunned looks on their faces are priceless. And I just stand there, a total hot mess and non-verbally signal them, yeah, bitch, I just made that happen. No drug tops that high… and the shit never wears off… I’m still geeking on it.
One of my favorites from the early ’80s… totally fits my current level of hysteria, anger, disgust, and satire.
Madman? Prophet? Humorist? Whatever we can call John Trubee, the song/rant gets cut off right when he’s saying “The CIA attached monkey penises to mens bodies at the VA Hospital so you could buy plastic at the stores” but you should get the point by then.
Ms. Palin, back in ’08 you were the GOP nominee for Vice President, so there was the semblance of a logical reason for you to be on the National Stage, so why, then, weren’t you and Senator McCain offering Veterans the same benefits as candidate Obama? Much like unsavory elements of the insurance industry, you’re willing to collect the service, but don’t want to pay up when that is due. Good business practice if you’re a two-bit street hustler, but that’s not how we should treat veterans… or anyone.
I used to get upset about the Kansas City Kikes, but it was explained to me that it was a term of respect because they Jew the opposition down with a stingy defense. Funny thing is that other people get upset when I punch them in the face for saying that word.
Of course, violence never solves anything. Except in football, where it solves everything
So why name your team “Redskins” ? They lost.
D.C. Genocidal White Euro Expansion sounds way more NFL. Ok, maybe more XFL.