… on display for all to envy. And nary a 1000-word sentence in the mix.
When I grow up, I think I want to be David. But as we all know that I’m never gonna grow up, he’s really quite safe.
Ridiculously so, even. Because as I was writing this, I just invented four new fart jokes! Juvenile, sure. But they were juicy ones, that much I can assure you!
(h/t JHo)
I’ve no idea what a microaggression is, though it’s mentioned a number of times in comments at David’s blog, so I’ll tacitly just write it down as a synonym for the Isetta and hope I’m close.
Yeah, Mr. Thompson’s smart, pithy, popular with the ladies, and not beset by a cadre of vindictive pricks who are ostensibly ‘on his side’… but can he rock a bitchin’ ’70s Serpico look? Has he ever talked to the ghost of Corey Haim, or compared Ted Kennedy’s head to a fleshy piece of archaic blacksmith equipment?
I rest my case.
Of course proglodytes are never acquisitive.
I just invented four new fart jokes!
Congratulations. You are now the new head writer for everything Seth MacFarlane.
Here’s $250,000 dollars.
Also, I think my Unique, Individual, Choose bumper sticker is gonna get in a knife fight with my CoExist bumper sticker. And I have NO idea how I’m gonna explain all the resulting damage to that car insurance black guy at AllState.
He seems to have a healthy disdain for Marx and his -ism, but he keeps his Outlaw! safely holstered. Or as Muhammad Ali might say, “that bee stings like an aunt!”.
Microaggression , is when a midget wants to fight you.
and how has the left changed the meaning of diversity?
and how has the left changed the meaning of diversity?
LETELU — Looks exotic; thinks exactly like us
here’s a fart joke:
Olbermann Wants to Interview George W. Bush on New ESPN Show
Clearly David doesn’t know how to entertain and amuse himself with a sideshow freak.
Unlike our good host.
[…] This paragraph especially struck me [tip of the fedora to Jeff Goldstein]: […]
“Unique! Individual! Choose!” is the new “Democracy! Whiskey! Sexy!”
Hi, Jeff G, I like your fart jokes. Maybe more ?
“Single payer” sounds nice: lightweight, affordable, efficient. “Nationalize the health insurance industry” sounds a bit off-putting. “Ban private insurance companies and force everyone onto Medicare” sounds horrible. So, let’s call it “single payer” because that’s nice.
To repeat.
If we are “lucky” it will be an age expanded version of Medicare.
If we are unlucky it will be Medicaid, for all, with all the Medicaid rules intact. Rules which will split the country into the peasants who are on Medicaid and are not allowed to have much in the way of income or property and those who by wealth to pay the fine and pay for their own care abroad or by waiver are outside the government healthcare system.
and we can ignore “them” when? me today.
Here’s a worthy read on the mechanics of Political Correctness.…
Speak like you mean it. Have no fear; don’t be afraid to push back against those pushing PC. It’s all about our community and the organizing of individuals therein, one by one. As we’ve seen so very well demonstrated by our foes, unfortunately.
Check out some of the sick souls on this thread.
The legacy of Howard Zinn and his ilk is foul indeed.
They’re fools. You should eat them.
(Why yes, I’m halfway through my helpdesk shift and wondering if my “help” is really enabling bad habits instead of actually helping, why did you ask?)
Tech support help?
Can you tell me how to fix the broken cup holder on my tower?
As so often, Jeff is right. I can’t invent fart jokes. I can, at best, note some vigorous responses to aggressive flatulence.
This is why my requests for a device to send electric shocks down the line are repeatedly denied.
(Though I’ve never actually had anyone use that one. People that can’t type in a web address into the address bar of their browser… ugh.)
Type?
Copy ‘n Paste I say.
“To fix your coffee holder you first need a paperclip.” “You do have a paper clip in your paperless office right?”
No, you don’t understand. They can’t paste it in either.
They don’t know what the address bar is. I give them an address and they open google and type it in.
They’re everywhere…
…and they vote.
Patrick Chester says August 15, 2013 at 1:08 am
They don’t know what the address bar is. I give them an address and they open google and type it in.
I spent 4 1/2 years in a help desk.
I feel ya.
In my case, it wasn’t what people didn’t know that bothered me, it was when they got haughty about what I didn’t know (and couldn’t know). I had one person tell me I ought to get training in wireless because I couldn’t troubleshoot her wireless router (that we didn’t support). I told her that when she was ready to plug into her router by wire as policy required, I’d be happy to assist her with her VPN setup.
“…and they vote.”
They want to get rid of mice and wave their arms around like a movie they saw. Which is amazing. And not in a good way. What they ought to do is learn their keyboard shortcuts and then they can really fly through all this computo-tronic-scientorical-techno-socerization.
I have no fart jokes, but I do have an earth-shattering kaboom.