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- In The Mailbox: 02.28.23 (Afternoon Edition) : The Other McCain on Hey, longtime pw readers…
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* It depends on whether or not there was MSM chicanery involved.
* I would feel more confortable if I knew Malkin’s answer prior to responding.
* Is “change a lightbulb” some sort of filthy euphemism used by you hippy libertarians?
Heh.
Dude, you’re laying it on pretty thick on this poor bastard. That’s what’s so good about this place. You fuck up juuuust once, and Jeff’s there to grind you into a fine pumice, cut you with some humiliation and caustic wit, snort you through a straw, and ride the the high until he passes out from exhaustion. What an asshole.
Good grief.
Now this blog’s gone “self-serve”.
And it pleases me to see that Reagan’s voice and vision continues to speak to so many of us, even from beyond the grave. Check those poll results!
Way to go, people!
*Let me consult Hannity.
*Is “change the lightbulb” some sort of codeword for the filth spewing from Hollywood?
*Can I still dump Grandma in the street and keep her social security check?
The first option, “One. Unless you need a ladder, in which case, two. Always use a spotter.”, is the correct answer.
I have to say, though, that many of the other options do not make any sense at all. For example:
* Lightbulbs are inanimate objects which do not feel misery, nor can one really form a friendship with a lightbulb;
* While the threat of “activist judges” is quite real, I fail to see what they have to do with a lightbulb burning out;
* If by “founders” you mean the Founding Fathers, then I’m afraid you need to do some additional research—the Founding Fathers lived in the late 1700s, and light bulbs were not invented until the late 1800s.
More to the point, the initial question specifically asks for a number, and most of the answers do not provide a number.
So I have to say, I don’t understand this at all. Was this supposed to be a joke or something? Because if so, I don’t get it, which means it is not funny.
I’m beginning to feel my panties start to bunch…
Brendan is right—say goodbye to that credibility that you had, Mr. Snake-oil salesman.
Over/Under on how many “back/ass slapping” emails Hawkins and Hundredpercenter have traded by now: 74
I could be wrong, but I think I’m detecting a theme in your posts today.
I think Brendan’s got you there, Jeff.
Of course there’s the obvious:
“That’s NOT FUNNY!”
Humph. So much for this being a ‘humor’ blog, sheesh.
My grandpappy always said, that durn radio’s nuttin’ but trouble. “Satan’s noisebox,” he’d call it.
Yet you kids hadda go messin’ with it, didn’t ya? And now look at that swarm of bees you stirred up.
Next you’ll be fiddling with that durn television – “Satan’s GAF Viewmaster,” my grandpappy called it…
Fred, how are those panties? I’m here for you should they need unbunching.
Like Hubris, I’m waiting to see which way Malkin falls on this one, so I know how to think.
You know, I don’t care what anyone says, you’re one kind-hearted and sweet gal.
Bunch-status? Slight twist to the right. No cause for alarm.
Fred, don’t you mean she’s one fucking kind-hearted and goddamned sweet gal, for fuck’s sake?
Fucking Libertarians. Libertines I call ‘em.
Matt’s speaking my language.
(I just felt like using a smiley face for the sake of using a smiley face. It’s kind of creepy looking, like a Libertarian).
Humorless people—conservative and otherwise—don’t change lightbulbs. They’re much happier in the dark.
:spongg:
Me, after Michele unbunches my panties.
I don’t know. I think you can fuck up once, and as long as you don’t compound the fuck up by piling on even more fucking up, you can get away with nary a snarky retort. Since I did it once a while back, I know.
However, I love it when someone gets a major smackdown. As long as it isn’t me.
By the way, that poll is fucking hilarious! I laughed. I really did.
Q: How many psychiatrists does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Only one, but it takes a really long time, and the bulb has to want to change.
Roberts’ Law: A sufficiently large set of light bulb jokes can hold all the knowledge in the Universe.
Humorless peopleâ€â€conservative and otherwiseâ€â€don’t change lightbulbs. They’re much happier in the dark.
Bow before the wisom of McGehee!!!
Shank mentioned pumice, which reminded me of the funniest story I ever heard somebody to admit to. A married friend had just got out of the shower, and his wife said she had to run to the store. He figured it was as good of a time as any to rub one out really quickly. He reached into wifey’s basket of lotions, and grabbed one, and proceeded to start to practice a little self love. After about a minute, he noticed that his shit was starting to burn, looked down, and the johnson that he was formerly proud of looked like a pound of ground beef. It seems he grabbed some lotion with pumice in it for scrubbing on corns or callouses on her feet, or something along those lines.
I apologize for being so wildly off topic.
Now, back to your regularly scheduled programming.
A pound? Someone’s got an inflated opinion of themselves.
Bow before the wisom of McGehee!!!
How many times have we told you, don’t forget the “</sarcasm>” tag!
One. Problem over.
Deal with it, hippy liberal einsteins.
Crap. I was gonna vote for the Reagan one. Can I change my vote? Quick, no one’s looking.