You guys do realize, of course, that you couldn’t do a better job of convincing me I had you driven completely to distraction—and as a group, for crying out loud!
If cockroaches could squeal, the noise would be deafening…
You guys do realize, of course, that you couldn’t do a better job of convincing me I had you driven completely to distractionâ€â€and as a group, for crying out loud!
Fits of stupidity punctuated by nonsense can be a distraction… but it this case it seemed more like a study of what seems to occur when diseased logic and poisoned reason are steeped too long in the Bush hating echo chamber.
Please fill out the little donor card that comes with your license so coming generations can have a chance at a slice or two of your grey matter to puzzle over.
Yeah, sort of like the homeless dude screaming at God as he makes his way down a crowded sidewalk. Really, how can you not look?
Kinda reminds me of “Mr. Sinister”—he walked around town with a name tag reading “Sinister”—and the Construction Clown. It says something that I saw the Construction Clown ONCE, ten years ago, and can still remember what he looked like.
Listen, you half-wit conservocruds. Havent’ you had enough yet? Me and my points, which are beyond debate, have thorowly embarassed you, and I managed to keep you wingers in a feeding frenzie all night long. If you cruds cared as much about Iraq as you do about your stock portfolio’s, maybe we could be liberating a country instead of visiting genocide upon the indiginous people. But, we all know that killing a few brown skinned people is the crud’s idea of a good day.
Face it. I handed your asses to you on a silver platter, and am now going to make you eat it.
You guys do realize, of course, that you couldn’t do a better job of convincing me I had you driven completely to distractionâ€â€and as a group, for crying out loud!
If cockroaches could squeal, the noise would be deafening…
My dentate gyrus hurts.
Ron Paul!1!
I dunno. I think she’s kinda cute.
raaaarrrrrr!!!!
oh well, it gave RTO something to do all day. and he still found time to vacuum.
witheld said she was wearing shorts before
I’ve already won this argument with you guys.
Don’t even try to discuss it.
I’ve won.
won…hahahah r u kidding
maggie- is RTO Trainer home?
No.
I’m deadly serious.
Are you saying she wasn’t wearing shorts before?
Okay, so Darleen’s dad is a pussy, my dad thinks that teh b00b ruined our military, and you’re all a bunch of conservocrud.
I win. I’m taking my ball and going home now to write a brief.
This is the last you’ll ever hear from me. Unless I show up later to declare victory again, that is.
Did I mention that I won?
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You’re all wrong. I won this thread before it was even posted.
Well, look at this!
You guys do realize, of course, that you couldn’t do a better job of convincing me I had you driven completely to distraction—and as a group, for crying out loud!
If cockroaches could squeal, the noise would be deafening…
So thanks, all! It was fun.
Thanks for all the twatwaffle.
Yeah, sort of like the homeless dude screaming at God as he makes his way down a crowded sidewalk. Really, how can you not look?
Bravo, Christine. Bravo.
That’s quite an accomplishment. Is this your first?
You really are an idiot, aren’t you?
Fits of stupidity punctuated by nonsense can be a distraction… but it this case it seemed more like a study of what seems to occur when diseased logic and poisoned reason are steeped too long in the Bush hating echo chamber.
Please fill out the little donor card that comes with your license so coming generations can have a chance at a slice or two of your grey matter to puzzle over.
Kinda reminds me of “Mr. Sinister”—he walked around town with a name tag reading “Sinister”—and the Construction Clown. It says something that I saw the Construction Clown ONCE, ten years ago, and can still remember what he looked like.
And a dick, too.
There you go, Chrissie. Full circle.
Thank the one who put that “Anal Queen!” yellow sticky on your back.
Around here we take implied directives very, very seriously, so if it was good for you, as they say.
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Have I won yet?
Crap, I didn’t think it would do that. Smack me around and catch Mr. Happy in my zipper42.
Yep. good times, good times.
Bad Jeffersonian……
Page-stretching is the highest form of patriotism.
There, I said it.
Jeff:
*sigh*
Been there, done that, dude.
You guys have all the best kerfuffles when I’m unavailable for the weekend.
Ron Paul iz teh suxxor.
Dennis “TofuPup” Kucinich in ‘08
Because every extraterrestrial deserves tofu, not lasers.
“Look at me! At ME!!!1!”
Listen, you half-wit conservocruds. Havent’ you had enough yet? Me and my points, which are beyond debate, have thorowly embarassed you, and I managed to keep you wingers in a feeding frenzie all night long. If you cruds cared as much about Iraq as you do about your stock portfolio’s, maybe we could be liberating a country instead of visiting genocide upon the indiginous people. But, we all know that killing a few brown skinned people is the crud’s idea of a good day.
Face it. I handed your asses to you on a silver platter, and am now going to make you eat it.
Mmmmmmmmmm.
Braised neocon ass with thyme, basil and Vidalia onions.
It tastes like … TRUTH!!!
Nope, tastes like chicken(hawk)
Wowee! Did I miss the obvious or what?
What?
Yeah, that one was pretty easy. Hell, I figured Dan would beat me to that one.
Plus, I just enjoy quoting you.
I hear that people actually taste like veal, and the ass is the choicest bit. Something about all that fat and unused muscle.
DAMMIT. Christine came back and I missed a chance to engage?
I weep. Going back to my corner now.
Well, look at this!
You guys do realize, of course, that you couldn’t do a better job of convincing me I had you driven completely to distractionâ€â€and as a group, for crying out loud!
If cockroaches could squeal, the noise would be deafening…
So thanks, all! It was fun.
So. Your a lawyer, huh.
Yeah, brownies make great brownies!
Only if there’s money in it. Which, usually the money’s much better in exploiting them.
Explorating the expiating of exploiting these brownie exploders is excruciating as exhilarating for expilators, explat that, huh.
Speaking of exploitation. No word yet if the work actually excedeed the children’s ability.
Given a choice I’ll go with exsanguinate. You know, that or raping the environment.
Oooooh, I’m downright turgid at the thought.
Yayyyy!
Does this mean I can stop finding it so beautiful when you two are in the same thread?
um, yeah. or not cause now we’re all snuggly on the couch. ;D