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That was a podcast worthy of Abraham Lincoln…I think this is the kind of podcast I think first graders should see, people in the last year of college should hear before they go out in the world. This should be, to me, an American tract. Something that you just check in with, now and then, like reading Great Gatsby and Huckleberry Finn.*
I was looking at t-shirts here yesterday. There’s this one color that’s cheaper than all the other ones. I think cause it’s ugly probably. Or maybe they just made too many of those ones. I kind of like the yellow one right above that one. I didn’t end up getting any though. The Gap is based in San Francisco and I think those people are tacky is why.
oh. You can only get the ugly one in XXXL is why. OMG, really.
1. Bad time for me to be away from iTunes;
2. It’s kinda sad that I did not even have to roll my cursor over Pablo’s link to know the reference.
I need someone to teach me Photoshop.
[…] podcasts are easier than others, I […]
This one line gets a gold frame and a matte finish;
“If they don’t have arms, why do they need T-Shirts?!?!”
Precious. Into the album it goes!
That reminds me of the NPR, the retarded local NPR. It’s called KPCC. They have this promo where they ask “is it time to retire that gas-guzzler?” and basically say hey you, give us your car. But they’re just gonna turn around and resell it, so the gas-guzzler isn’t really getting retired, is it, you stupid dirty socialist parasites? No, it’s not.
They want all yer stuff, cuz if you have it, someone else must be doing without.
I just think it’s weird that NPR wants to be in the business of gas-guzzler resale. They’re deeply specious I think. I kind of suck though cause there’s a Goodwill drop-off hut really nearby and I never give them anything. Mostly cause I don’t know what hours/days they accept things and I have to pass the trash chute on the way to my car.
O/T, but Joe Klein is at it again at Swampland:
If you don’t like this tour, you are a RACIST!
Is it true the armadillo is going to do his “Best of Riverdance” compilation in the next podcast?
MayBee,
I’ll have a related piece up in a while. Just letting a Jeff podcast breathe a bit atop the blogflow.
(And presumption, of course, always comes with the subterranean tinge of racism.)
But of course. It is so fucking racist of you to not understand that.
Hey, the armless need shirts, too, WITH the sleeves. So they can pin them back and hide the stump.
Sometimes I wonder how you function without a soul, Goldstein. First the donuts and now this.
THE GUYS GET SHIRTS!
I just added an Anka tune to my iPod, dicentra. “Time of Your Life.” I used to sing it in the bathtub when I was a wee pup.
Kismet.
ARE THERE NO WORK-HOUSES?
Seriously, without snark or sarcasm or a one liners or silly song lyrics: What the hell does that mean? There is a stain imbedded in presumption and that stain is racial bigotry? Is that in the one who presumes or the one who sees the presumption or the one who presumes that there is a presumption? Since the one who presumes is black then the “tinge”, which exists in some subterranian cavern somewhere out by the Yucca Mountains is contained within the one who sees the presumption or presumed the presumption.
What? So if you see presumption in the actions of a black public figure your frontal lobe is stained in the cavern with racism, especially if you presumed to see the presumption of the black person. Or something.
What?
Advil! Oh where oh where is my Advil???
BJTex,
If you read more left-wing sites, you would know that “presumptuous” — when referring to a person of color — is The Man’s code for “uppity.”
if they don’t have arms
Well sir, if I was you I couldn’t sleep, thinking about the naked dolphins.
Joe Klein meant grandiose but he said grand. He might reflect that six hagiographic Newsweek covers is a little fucking grandiose too.
Also, I’ll have a short piece on the O! tour up in an hour or so. I bumped it to let Jeff’s new post breathe.
Thanks, Karl! that makes it much clearer, although not really.
“There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us, and not we, them; we may make them take the mould of arm or breast, but they mould our hearts, our brains, our tongues to their liking.”
She should’ve chosen clothes without pocketses.
Funny.. You dont sound Jewish..
You sure you’re a legitimate Jew.? Because I listened to your podcast six.. no, seven times.. and I didn’t hear even one ‘Oy Vey!’ or ‘Meh’ or ‘Feh’ or ‘Bubele’..
Ouroboros: Don’t mistake a Choovish accent for a Noo Yawk accent….
I mean, hell, in New York even the Dagos sound like Kikes….
(o.k., o.k., I comdemn myself….)
I just spent the whole day driving to farking Fairfaxes and Arlingtons and Manassases in search of a good cast-off Lincoln Monstra-gator, stopping even at the sketchy lots and having my bare arms resented a lot. Not that they said anything but it was a definate vibe.
I did drag my husband along and was glad for it, though he couldn’t get the podcast to play loud enough on his phone for me to hear it.
It was too hot for Hajib.
Ba Da Bing, Ba Da Boom, Bubele..
Funny shit, Jeff.
What would a tee shirt for an armless person look like? Would it be an I shirt?
Those fuckers call me all the time, too. I have no idea where they got my number.
Don’t know how I missed that, but it was funny.