You know, there nothing quite as exciting as discovering that a post is due up in 6 minutes and you haven't even written the intro. I'd dazzle you with some fancy footwork, but not only did I spend far too much time following the mid-term elections, I've taken full possession of my Toddler's head cold. I was never sick before I had a kid; now I spend my healthy days jumping at sniffles, washing my hands incessantly and cleaning every surface in the house with a bacterial wipe that I know will do nothing but help to evolve a race of superbugs on my kitchen counters. I'll wake up one day tied down to my bed by the rubbery strands of gigantic slime molds domesticated by the great-great-great-great-great grandkids of an E.coli bacterium that saw me destroy the best cells of his generation. I'll be living Howard Hughes' worst nightmare; shedding virii and leaving a trail of slime wherever I go, with a dulled and witless brain that comes up with ever clunkier segues, like
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skippy the bush kangaroo - deconstructing neville - for us to be neville chamberlain, hussein has to be hitler, and a very specific hitler: a hitler who already has invaded and occupied countries and is posed to do the same again. a hitler with economic and military power to do so. a hitler that threatens immediate war.
Shark Blog - Goebbels with a Pretty Face - PLO propagandist Diana Buttu-- shameless flirt, cynical exploiter of well-intentioned Useful Idiots, ardent practitioner of Joseph Goebbels' "Big Lie" theory of public relations, and all-around fabulous babe — is on a speaking tour of the United States this month.
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SouthKnox Bubba - Gear Heads - He was driving some sissy little Japanese car with odd little tires and wheels and a bunch of ugly gewgaws and gimcracks bolted on. It was painted up to look like some sort of cheap carnival ride and accompanied by that ubiquitous thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of your standard issue multi-megawatt brain scrambler "sound" system. It sounded like a two-cycle chainsaw with no muffler powering a rolling industrial strength metal stamping machine, and looked like something you would expect to see a hundred Barnum and Bailey clowns piling out of when it stopped.
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