NASA: Nanny of AmeriSoc

Hansen's Boyz do Bloomberg And, Once Upon a Free Nation, NASA made the dream of human star-travel almost possible..... kinda hard,now, to believe; ain't it?

Honor on Planet Pepe Sinks into the Brine

Ah, Versailles let's nuttin' interfere with its Party.......

What an exchange....the Captain reeks of fear.....and reeks of that cowardice that sees fear as a guiding light rather than a force to be controlled and overcome. Sad, pathetic, and too thoroughly emblematic of what happens when a man without character and the civilization that crafted him are found out.

Keep fear alive

Da Dirty Rats Chomp on Da Stinkin' Onion

....before deys chomp on us.

The Attack of the Killer Debris

The Language Of The Enemy

In writing, it looks for all the world like the language of Planet Pepe

Take it easy, AA

He's Baaackk! Next Year, Paris Burns!

Oh, la la. Talk about merde frappant le ventilateur.

They're gonna be pokin' and proddin' his body like Mengele on Neocon.

Duck, JJ, duck!

I mean, Texas is big, so chances are the m__f__ is gonna hit there, no?

I Guess It Wasn't a Honkie

If it was a Honkie, good ol Columbia would have had no problem whatsoever in letting the coppers take a look. Heck, they would already have expelled or fired whoever they saw on that tape. This code of Omerta only works in one direction on Planet Pepe.

Killer Space Bugs Attack!

In the end, all warfare is biological

Paki deliverance

Five teenagers — jeans-clad, attractive, mostly hip — cut classes, then lose their way en route to a rock concert. As they stumble deeper into the countryside, they come across a psychotic family, zombies and a cannibalistic killer dressed in a burqa

So, does Pepe make a cameo appearance here?

Democrat Race Based Politics

The Old Timey Way

Run, Francois, Run

From a Dojo site comes this insight into the brave practice of "La Savate", France's own magnificent contribution to the martial arts.

" There are basicaly three stance in Savate : "Assaut", where we learn evasions, running, and the art of "escaping" a fight, "Technique", where we lear how to strike at certain moments to knock down the openement In order to defend, and "Assomoir" ("to stun") kindly the most openly discussed stance where we duel against a oponement till K.O. Personaly, I did use Savate in real life, a thug wanted to "use my credit card" With a knife! But i mostly used the "Assaut" stance in that one..."

as for we Lusos, we have a more modest contribution to the martial arts, "O Vinheiro". It, like La savate, has three stances.
First, you stomp like a graper on the head of the purple bastards [preferably a Castilian variety] until the red juices flow.
Second, collect the red juices in barrels, let age, cleanse feet in the crystal waters of O Rio Douro.
Sit back for a feast of ameijoadas na cataplana, break good bread, open an aged bottle of the red juices, and drink long and deeply as you hear the lamentations of the bastards women.


Is there a Romanian proverb to describe this Luso-Gaulo lack of concord on the martial arts?

A Graphical Tale: Vietnam contra Iraq

No wonder the Left is so frustrated. Too few Dead Ricains means Commies & Communiss' just can't get no satisfaction, although they try, they try, they tryeeee.

And Idiots Shall Teach Them

Kinda makes me wish 'lil Jeb Stuart had taken out his Remington and put some hot lead into that principal. You know, for the principle of the thing.

Michelle, Slightly Demented But Very Cute, Reids Her Letters

The Stiff Upper Lip on America

"...surrender may be the keyword here. What, for instance, is this dismal rush to lower the national colors all the damned time? At times of real crisis and genuine emergency, such as the assault on our society that was mounted almost six years ago, some emotion could be pardoned. But even then, the signs of sickliness and foolishness were incipient (as in Billy Graham's disgusting sermon at the National Cathedral where he spoke of the victims being 'called into eternity'). If we did this every time, the flag would spend its entire time drooping."

You can take the Hitch out of Great Britian, but you can't take the Stiff Upper Lip out of a Brit.

A Guarded Conjecture: "Pepe's Only Theorem"

Sweet Reason at its Analytical Best. One is helpless to find flaw in such a tour de farce, particularly now that the brilliant Ragnar Dannesjkold claims to have an airtight proof. [See below]

An Atrocity a Day Keeps the Kufr Away

and then one fine day the "cure" will hit Versailles. Who's the D of PP gonna bleat to then?