Damn, you're getting good at Photoshop.
Scary. Not your skillz, I mean, but the Naked Organist. I never knew how attractive Terry Jones was until I saw Condi's face on his body...
And now, please, something completely different!
*running to store for Depends - though it's officially too late...*
ROFLMAOPMP...LOL!!!!
Ahhhhhhhh my eyes!!!!!!!!!!!
Must scoop out...
watertiger, damnit, there are limits.
Has Fried Rice found a foreign head of state who wants to talk to her this week? She seems aimless lately.
See, there's only a finite amount of violence in the world. SOOOOOO...
if we encourage the Isrealis to use it up, it will run out like that crude oil stuff we keep hearing about and everyone will be peacefully democratizin'
/Snark
The occasional gentle debriding with EyeBrillo(TM) seems to help with the floaters.
I guess I need it again. Now where are my glasses?
I find flushing helps even more with floaters.
"Sustainable peace"...you know, the kind that follows the total annihilation of all participating combatants.
"Ain't hardly nobody more peaceful than dead people", as ol' Josh the grave-tender used to say when he fled to the cemetery to escape his nagging wife.
We have mass-murdering dolts at the head of our government.
AAAAAAaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (runs screaming from the "Demon of the Keyboards")
Wasn't that Terry Gilliam who played that part?
One of my fondest memories is seeing MP at the City Center in the early 70s. Sigh. I really was just a mere slip of a thing.
I appoint you as Ms. Rice's publicist. That's the most flattering pic of her yet.
Oh, my.
demit,
Terry Jones.
Xristim: My heart hopes that there's a spot for all of them at The Hague, but my head tells me they will escape the retribution they deserve. No justice.
I am sorry, this is too gross
excuse me while I enema my eyes with clorox
I'm afraid a mere Clorox rinse isn't going to do the trick for me. I'm going to pop my eyes out with a spoon and stomp on them.
Pissed in NYC, you can't possibly appreciate how much I hope we are both wrong in our fear that they'll escape the Hague. Even less likely, I guess, is my other hope for them: a lightning epiphany in which they see themselves and their acts as they really are and dissolve in a puddle of their organic components in shame.
"Here's a little something I wrote for my boyfr--President last week . . ."
"It's called 'The Emperor's Clothes'."
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So that's what she looks like au natural. It's really amazing what control-top pantyhose can do these days..
I'm offline for four days and THIS is what I see five minutes after I sign back on.
Pass the bleach please....
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