To trash someone, my preference is you (specific person) are an asshole. The person will never see it because, well, the person is an asshole.
If you take my trashing of the GOP personally, you're probably not going to like the ride too much here.
For example, John Kasich said today, the mass-killing near Cincinnati today was 'beyond comprehension' and that's another plum for the limp dick who killed Planned Parenthood in Ohio. Yah, it was beyond comprehension here in the NRA Playroom of two hundred million guns.
What's beyond comprehension to me is some microcephalic politician cannot see it or pretends not to see it.
What's the surprise about a mass killing in America, they're a dime a dozen.
Grandma Moses may get offended by my language but I've talked with some of her representatives and there's quite a bit of vacancy leaving about one millimeter from the cat videos. Many of them are burned up from making so many babies and the hard part was they had to raise the little rotters too because the old man may not have even been there. Their tolerance for any stress at all is often near zero and hardly a surprise.
They have seen things most of us couldn't handle seeing and their dreams have for many been smashed. The dreams weren't for them but for their children and nothing is ever as good as you hope it will be, Bluesman, you know that. Knowing that and fetching your kid from (fill in horrible situation) are hardly the same thing. For me it's wanting a bigger stage but her for it's fetching a kid from a hospital or some such.
So Grandma Moses gets a pass if she's offended. She doesn't need it, tho, as she already split. She doesn't have time to fuck around with things which piss her off.
Democrats are more pissed off with me than anyone else because Republicans are generally wandering about with a wtf look on their faces. They know they're screwed so their biggest concern is how to get unscrewed rather than playing ping pong with pinkos such as myself.
The Democrats think I sell them out if I do not vote for Clinton but we do not vote for bombers and the drone bomb is the most cowardly weapon ever devised in all human history.
(Ed: what about the buzz bomb and the V-2?)
Fair enough and that was even stupid cowardice since the NAZIs didn't even know where they would land or who they would kill. Nevertheless, the targeted assassinations via drone weapons are something so heinous no-one would have ever believed it as anything more than sci-fi.
(Ed: what happened to the Geneva Convention?)
They sent it to Goldman Sachs and sold it. They remember 9/11 forever but they forget Abu Ghraib overnight.
Well.
The algebra is clear: if Democrats support that then I am not a Democrat.
Note: the drone bombs are New Democrats and Old School Democrats are as loved by them as painful rectal itch.
(Ed: what is it with 'painful rectal itch?')
There was a commercial on television way back for Carter's Little Liver Pills and they were supposed to fix that (I think) and these would get me wondering how many people could possibly be suffering from painful rectal itch.
Note: I still don't know anything about it except I don't want it.
Or maybe that was Preparation H but I don't know as the only message I got from them is, dayum, what a lot of asshole problems. What else should a kid deduce from this??
(Ed: so what?)
It's no surprise I get my ass busted all the time (larfs). Maybe I need to stock up some Carter's Little Liver Pills.
(Ed: is this recollection of old crap going to continue?)
It may but I won't consider it out of hand unless I'm pining to hear Kate Smith sing the National Anthem. That moves officially into nostalgia tremens, sometimes known as nostalgia delirium. That's when you recall the past and start shaking.
(Ed: what's the cure?)
Play some Lawrence Welk and blow bubbles.
(Ed: what does that mean?)
More nostalgia. I should probably be killed.
(Ed: you actually watched the Lawrence Welk Orchestra?)
Hey, I watched Carter's Little Liver Pills. It wasn't that far to go.
Note: this was TV back when you often had no more than four channels (i.e. three VHF and one UHF for the pinko liberal stuff)
Whoa, one more from the Way Back as it's such a shame houses are usually not graced with television antennas anymore. Back then they were everywhere and big ones too. The Big Dawgs had power windows on them so they could rotate the antenna for a better signal from a distant station. This was Big Cool back then and they would start the thing winding and then go outside to watch it move.
Hey there, Elwood. Check out that dang TV antenna. It's changing all by its dang self.
Things were a little different. Half the rockets NASA launched would explode ... but it was too cool to watch because no-one was in them.
If you take my trashing of the GOP personally, you're probably not going to like the ride too much here.
For example, John Kasich said today, the mass-killing near Cincinnati today was 'beyond comprehension' and that's another plum for the limp dick who killed Planned Parenthood in Ohio. Yah, it was beyond comprehension here in the NRA Playroom of two hundred million guns.
What's beyond comprehension to me is some microcephalic politician cannot see it or pretends not to see it.
What's the surprise about a mass killing in America, they're a dime a dozen.
Grandma Moses may get offended by my language but I've talked with some of her representatives and there's quite a bit of vacancy leaving about one millimeter from the cat videos. Many of them are burned up from making so many babies and the hard part was they had to raise the little rotters too because the old man may not have even been there. Their tolerance for any stress at all is often near zero and hardly a surprise.
They have seen things most of us couldn't handle seeing and their dreams have for many been smashed. The dreams weren't for them but for their children and nothing is ever as good as you hope it will be, Bluesman, you know that. Knowing that and fetching your kid from (fill in horrible situation) are hardly the same thing. For me it's wanting a bigger stage but her for it's fetching a kid from a hospital or some such.
So Grandma Moses gets a pass if she's offended. She doesn't need it, tho, as she already split. She doesn't have time to fuck around with things which piss her off.
Democrats are more pissed off with me than anyone else because Republicans are generally wandering about with a wtf look on their faces. They know they're screwed so their biggest concern is how to get unscrewed rather than playing ping pong with pinkos such as myself.
The Democrats think I sell them out if I do not vote for Clinton but we do not vote for bombers and the drone bomb is the most cowardly weapon ever devised in all human history.
(Ed: what about the buzz bomb and the V-2?)
Fair enough and that was even stupid cowardice since the NAZIs didn't even know where they would land or who they would kill. Nevertheless, the targeted assassinations via drone weapons are something so heinous no-one would have ever believed it as anything more than sci-fi.
(Ed: what happened to the Geneva Convention?)
They sent it to Goldman Sachs and sold it. They remember 9/11 forever but they forget Abu Ghraib overnight.
Well.
The algebra is clear: if Democrats support that then I am not a Democrat.
Note: the drone bombs are New Democrats and Old School Democrats are as loved by them as painful rectal itch.
(Ed: what is it with 'painful rectal itch?')
There was a commercial on television way back for Carter's Little Liver Pills and they were supposed to fix that (I think) and these would get me wondering how many people could possibly be suffering from painful rectal itch.
Note: I still don't know anything about it except I don't want it.
Or maybe that was Preparation H but I don't know as the only message I got from them is, dayum, what a lot of asshole problems. What else should a kid deduce from this??
(Ed: so what?)
It's no surprise I get my ass busted all the time (larfs). Maybe I need to stock up some Carter's Little Liver Pills.
(Ed: is this recollection of old crap going to continue?)
It may but I won't consider it out of hand unless I'm pining to hear Kate Smith sing the National Anthem. That moves officially into nostalgia tremens, sometimes known as nostalgia delirium. That's when you recall the past and start shaking.
(Ed: what's the cure?)
Play some Lawrence Welk and blow bubbles.
(Ed: what does that mean?)
More nostalgia. I should probably be killed.
(Ed: you actually watched the Lawrence Welk Orchestra?)
Hey, I watched Carter's Little Liver Pills. It wasn't that far to go.
Note: this was TV back when you often had no more than four channels (i.e. three VHF and one UHF for the pinko liberal stuff)
Whoa, one more from the Way Back as it's such a shame houses are usually not graced with television antennas anymore. Back then they were everywhere and big ones too. The Big Dawgs had power windows on them so they could rotate the antenna for a better signal from a distant station. This was Big Cool back then and they would start the thing winding and then go outside to watch it move.
Hey there, Elwood. Check out that dang TV antenna. It's changing all by its dang self.
Things were a little different. Half the rockets NASA launched would explode ... but it was too cool to watch because no-one was in them.
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