“We were just good friends.” “We were just good friends, and he seemed so lonely.” “So very very lonely. And in need of some genuine human warmth…” “Besides, I’m a sick, twisted pedophile.” “Remember that scene in Home Alone where he screams after slapping on the after shave?—how absolutely adorable he looked? That played a role. Plus, I’m a sick, twisted pedophile.” “A very sick, very twisted pedophile.” “I really
May 11, 2005
9 Michael Jackson self-justifications for having slept in the same bed with former child star McCauley Culkin
Overheard inside an Anbar province bunker, Wednesday, May 11
First militant: “Sometimes I wonder if our struggle against the American infidels and their Zionist masters is worth fighting, Wahid.” Second militant: “Now is not the time for introspection, my brother. The Marines dogs have surrounded us—and their firepower is fierce and deadly. We must keep our wits or we shall surely perish.”* First militant: “But that’s my point. I don’t want to perish. I want to try double-cheese pizza
Bernard Goetz, redux
Like Bronson in Death Wish—only instead of hunting down and killing urban scum, this fed-up civilian tracked and beat a single fat teen. Which, I guess it’s not really all that much like Death Wish after all, come to think of it. (via Drudge)
Random Cat Blogger thought, Wednesday, May 11, 1:59 PM EST
Ooh! Maybe if I dressed him up in a little tiny wet suit and scuba mask. And flippers! Now that would be so frickin’ adorable…!
Odd, Ends
1. Sharp as a Marble turns one today! Go. Click and give him the gift of traffic. But cover yourself in chocolate icing first, if you can manage it. 2. Tim Worstall alerts me to a regular UK columnist and noted novelist who has, as the British say, “finally tossed in her chips for a barker, the poor twee git.”* 3. Much to my dismay, I have become addicted to
