Showing posts with label The Literary Elite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Literary Elite. Show all posts

Saturday, September 01, 2012

The Harvard Mind Solving the Harvard Problems is a Wonder to Behold

Learning from the Best & the Brightest ......."You think of Harvard as somewhere where people are academically honest and interested in their course work," said Michael Zimmet, a freshman from Aspen, Colo. Tiffany Fonseca, a sophomore from Boston, said she didn't know the details of what happened, but that it was easy to see how students could talk to each other about a take-home test. "I'm kind of shocked, but I'm not," she said. .........No Mikey, you Noob, it is You who were lunk headed enough to think that way. After one year you will be wiser, or as masterful with that Pepean Logick as Tiffany.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Pepe hits the Neil on the Head

Da Sharpest Minds At least they didn't wax rhapsodic as to how Neil's 150beats/minute as he set down the Moon Lander showed how he truly had a Heart of Gold.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Pepe rowing down his River Charly sings a Song of Hate for Gotham's Hero

Batman is the Bane of Socialism ................................................................... It's so bloody Unfair to claim Lenin used steroids................. ......................................... Mores are the Opium of the Counterrevolutionary, Comrades! .............................................................. Know Thyself ain't hallal on Planet Pepe ............................................................... Pepe's Prison Planet phases in on dat nasty stinking peasant Propaganda .................................................................. The Salons do NOT Approve ................................................................ The Red Guardian disdains and many another of similar ilk. Saul Alinsky does not smile.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

How to Mum the Carney

Zungzwanged .................................................I suppose this is akin to asking Mumbles if he prefers Cherokee Warren or Patches Kennedy.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Programming Planet Pepe's Party Line Made Even Easier

Mindless is the Writ of Versailles.
....................................................... "This can work for anything that is basic and formulaic," Well, that covers AmeriSoc's Party Line nice and neat.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

The Charly Doctrine in Thought and Action

You know, that doctrine that the Grey Old Versaillean Madame is a masterpiece of discretion between the "Editorial Stance" and the "Article Content"...because the old bitch really really tries so hard. News Fit to Print..No Editorializing Here, no Siree Bob

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Homeland Security's Toxic Cloud Initiative to Drill da Mexico Militia is da Dirty Bomb

POSTLINK "documents obtained through a Freedom of Information Act lawsuit which revealed how analysts monitor social networks and media organisations for comments that 'reflect adversely' on the government." Remember, Boyz, if you can't say enough nice things about our Wonderful Peacekeeper Federale Heroes..... shut yer powdered pork plumes!

Sunday, April 01, 2012

Lead is Book Dead, Borges Soon is Dada

Even Senor Borges, I think, may not have had the imagination to conceive of an Argentina such as this.
And at this moment some Czar in the Obamaklean Imperium is smacking him/her/it-self on the forehead and shouting out : "Why didn't I think of this?"

Well....you sorta did.

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!