I’m just thinking, given Jeff’s last post, that this would be an opportune time to hit the tip jar, while he’s out applying at Blockbuster and all. Unfortunately, I think it’s close enough to the Orange Julius that he’s unlikely to get the job.
But (since I’m a hairy little pimp) how about we make a little arrangement? For every C-note’s worth of donations, we get a superb Paris Hilton Prison Diary post. It would be nice if it could be on the kind of stationery that Martha used, but no biggie. And we can count my last donation toward the first installment. It will be like having some kind of ergot-addled Brunelleschi under contract to build us an MC Escher chapel. Not that I’ve previewed any of this with Jeff, you understand; because I’m obnoxious that way.
So . . . while I’m posting outside the boundaries, a couple of things I’d like to mention. Furriskey will be happy to know that the asshole suing the Korean dry cleaners has lowered his demands to $54 million (h/t Ace).
Here’s the much-deservedly-bashed 2012 London Olympics logo. Looks like a dude bearing down on a hard stool.
I like this better.
UPDATE: Stoo Pid sends this Sondra K link exposing the international Zionist conspiracy behind hideous logo, which induces epileptic fits in epileptics and Islamofascists.
Nah, the official London 2012 logo looks like Lisa Simpson playing the pink oboe.
The thing of is: While I am well appreciate the sorriness of your teak patio funiture got busted by an ill-timed wind, the sad truth?
I have to demiure from hitting a tip hat just because of it.
Face the music, ppl. We all have are own cross-eyed bears.
Just for example: my insurents won’t cover my special medcine for the embrassing probelm of my yellowish cracking toenails (its a fungus appearently) (and as sandal season is fast upon us, the urgentsy of this cannot be underspoken). That is some expensive pharmacuticals, is what (I’m saying).
Here is a porposal though, for every unit of money you guys give for my toenail reconstruction fund, I will give a per centage of to the teak patio furniture crackage repairal project.
TW: “probably17” %
Gee, we’ve missed you, Witheld. Sorry about the toenails.
Lisa Simpson. How did I miss that?
This Roy Pearson asshole, why is he allowed to proceed with destroying these hard-working immigrants’ lives? Is there a chance that he will be savagely punished by the court for vexatious litigation? If I print “this Roy Pearson asshole” often enough, will we reach a point where anyone entering “asshole” into Google will bring up Roy Pearson (asshole), and vice versa?
You know, furriskey, that’s probably a question better addressed to Love Missile. But it’s interesting, because I bet this Roy Pearson asshole supports the idiotic immigration bill.
Dan Collins, stop being coy. It was duly announced and properly certified that you own this site. And what’s with the freakish “Nearly Me Gaff” underwear on the right? Is that a man or a woman? And just what the hell generally. You’re sliding down some kinda sick manhole, as it were.
Actually, I was wondering about that to (the butt cheeks). It’s embrassing.
It reminds me of that joke (the WIlly Nelson one) (about the tattoo of him).
Is “Nearly Me Gaff” Welsh or something? Is that what they wear in the old country? Drafty—they need to get on board with the granny pants.
HOMOPHOBE!
No, I’m a homophore, which is a patent pending trope.
Dan is a bit…prolific lately.
Yes, I am proud to say I am prolifeish!
What, you wave your arms at them?
Actually, I wave my ass at them. We heve signals,
Don’t tell me you have a stick-on moustache as well?
.. and it’s glow in th dark!
Is it me or does that silly logo look like an SS collar flash?
Good article on the logo in the UK Spectator.
Looks like Allah eating a ham sandwich to me. Pass it on.
See how easy it is?
Geez, why did they even bother to copyright it?
“Who does #2 work for?”
“The upper is made of exclusively sourced calfskin from Italy which can be manipulated using sophisticated technology to adapt color, appearance and function to the athlete’s needs. The outsole is designed using a three dimensional scan of the individual’s foot dimensions and unique walking/ running style. The bespoke fit of the boot coupled with the hand crafted one- piece upper (negating uncomfortable seams and improving contact with the ball) make for an incredibly light design that preserves energy…