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Is the integrity / objectivity of journalism embodied in the ferociously fought war to not agree on an…
ContinuePosted on February 23, 2011 at 2:37pm — 13 Comments
With the advent of almost the entire world protesting (and sometimes getting results), I've decided that there are some things that I am not particularly happy with, & have homemade sign denoting vague criticism waving written all over 'em.
I think I'll start by marching directly to wherever the traffic light guys work & shout yet-to-be-made slogans about the tremendous cumulative time I've spent sitting in my car at that one intersection…
ContinuePosted on February 14, 2011 at 2:27pm — 7 Comments
You're a judge. This shows up in your court:
Please provide judicial commentary to the defendant, or the defendant's legal counsel; or just cut right to the chase & proceed directly to sentencing. A recess in the judge's private chambers may also be…
ContinuePosted on February 10, 2011 at 9:05pm — 11 Comments
As international journalists plunge into the chaos in Egypt, I'm wondering how they "break the ice" with the protesting / rock-throwing throngs. Below is a list of potential approaches to people who, right now, may or may not give a flying fuck about non-Arabic persons thrusting microphones in their faces:
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ContinuePosted on February 3, 2011 at 2:07pm — 11 Comments
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I have that Bennie And The Jets by the Beasties and Biz Markie from a flexi disc in Grand Royal magazine. Happy song.
Faint Signs of Activity in the Antistar Sector Ignite Glimmer of Hope
high pitched voice:)
Befo' the days of ladies and gents,
There were neither real men,
Nor their opposite: no Tridents.
Along came a king, a man like a god
He wrote the
Greatest-damn-comments-in-the-history-of-FOD.
The ladies clammored 'round
The men shook in fear.
"Oh shit, oh shit!" they said.
"Rotwang is here."
He lifted up his hands and
Wrote with his keyboard:
"FOD, My name is Rotwang."
"I'm your new lord."
But then he had to resist
The FOD staffies that exist.
But the 'wang just laughed:
"Ha, I'm too badass for this."
By three years later,
Every user knew.
Rotwang is more rapper.
More rapper than you.
(Rotwang drops microphone on the floor. and then fucks three women back stage. up their back stages. )
(yea, ok, so one of them was a tranny, but he didn't know until after, so, just, y'know, I mean, shut up about that ok? just leave it alone.)
You all know me, I'm the mighty
Rot.
Wang.
When I met Trident's sister I gave her a
Butt.
Bang.
Then we did sideways 69. We looked like a
Yin.
Yang.
His mamma walked in and it became a
Three.
Wang.
She gave me a lotta milf
Poon
Tang.
I came in her face as hard as the
Big
Bang.
It was so good, it was beyond all
Imagi-
Flang.
I stole "imagiflang" from a guy named
Tri-
Dang.
I'm runnin outta lines that rhyme with
Rot.
Wang.
But that don't stop me from laying down my, um,
Non-rhyming
Lyrics.
...
...
...
I'm way too funny to lose a
Rap
Game.
I got all my fans watching, we're a
Tight
Gang.
They should rename F. O. D. to "Funny
Or
Wang".
I'M OUTIE HERE.
(rotwang clicks the mouse to close the web browser window. WITH HIS PENIS.)
"Every smile you fake"
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