Barnes contradicts AA

Where's my bottle of tawny? [Add a pic, per AA's learned comment.]

Stinking Peasants; da Bane of Versailles

Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Faster Down that River Charly
For Stinking Peasants have just Supped,
On Oats and a Mess of Barley.

Hurriedly, Hurriedly, Hurriedly, Hurriedly,
or Versailles is but a Dream

Row, Row, Row Your Boat
To Escape that Peasant Stench,
For Redneck Cretins be all Farted,
'N dare Speak like that Palin Wench.

Hurriedly, Hurriedly, Hurriedly, Hurriedly,
or Versailles is but a Dream.

Row, Row, Row Your Boat
Lord Halber da Mann; Piss the Gold of the Bleu.
Before your Eminence is all Tea Partied,
By those Odoriferous Serfs you Rue.

Hurriedly, Hurriedly, Hurriedly, Hurriedly,
or....Versailles is But a Dream!

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Pepean Words

The seething retard. A compendium.

Schnitzel-stuffers out-Versailles Versailles

Incredible pinkodouchebaggery

Everyone Escapes da Dhimmi Inquisition

Pathetic. Expected, but Pathetic. Brittania sucks DD even more than Obie da Saudirian Candidate

Matematica Mord: or, When a PP Jeremiah Confronts "Feynman"

Mr. Miles' opus is Chock Full of nice Jeremiahic moments, such as:

"Einstein had said, "You know, once you start calculating (with abstract mathematics) you shit yourself up before you know it." But suddenly, in 1912, he developed a fondness for this mess. Perhaps he saw darkly what Heisenberg would see very clearly: the 20th century would have a love affair with shit. The century proved this in every field, from art to math to science to war to politics to entertainment to sex. The century loved nothing so much as watching someone foul
himself in public"

Naturally, as he's full of shit, he'll get the girl.

And da Winner, in da Left Corner, is Perez Hilton

Crown him Queen for a Gay.

PP's SpunkaLooza WetDream

Chavez wants some of that Love from da One; singing the Internationale together, getting all red in bed, whispering sweet AmeriSoc nothings by the crimson light of Dawn. More than enough to see Le Pew go all Aristo at his cocktail Party.

C'mon, Le Pew, Chomp on this Snake

I dare ya; I double dare ya.

AI gets Dunn Graded

"Gibson is supposed to have demonstrated the case [against Palin] through asking questions about matters that he himself does not understand. Most irritating are the conservative writers wailing counterpoint to this melody.
They may be right. But as we've seen, it's not likely."

AI, do we see a pity "C" on the horizon?

"Palin has gained her experience where it counts. Not in the Ivy League, not at the think tanks, not in the Senate. But down in the trenches, where life is for real, and the work gets done because it must be done. There is no more common figure in American history than the "unprepared" backwoods politician who steps forward in the midst of crisis. From Lincoln through Truman, there is no end of them, at all levels of the political sphere."

But then what would the Anti-American Eagle do without Harvard Men like Baracky Obama, and El Gore, and Toady Kennedy to lead the Way to Perdition?

Ah, The Twin Cities Ain't About Brotherly Love

Given the extent of hardcore leftwingism in that area [thinking of the rather large rallies ANSWER was able to conjure up there soon after 911], this is as surprising as that Sheriff Bull Connor liked his white sheets clean, his Dobermans rabid, and the "Neegrows" cowed.

Penn & Teller Shaft the Seer Suckers

This is a regular episode, so not short. But it is funny, and worth sitting through.