Showing posts with label braised brains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label braised brains. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Friday, June 10, 2011

The Queen of No Logic

Red Janet's wit is indeed a wonder to behold. We are comforted that such intelligence is pointed at true dangers.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

Tejas Guns Down Wisconsin

Clobberific,those Iowahawkanisms, and a beautiful example of "Simpson's Paradox"...not that the Pepean Thuggees would have a pig's chance in a tiger cage of wrapping their "Logik" around that simple notion.
REGURGE, because Iowahawk does.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Threshering Da Whitey

The Keen One has found us out, FCPers: our Madness is Kingly, by George, and wise Thresher discerns it. Luckily for us, the Madness is only skin deep.

Monday, February 22, 2010

News you can use

As many people hit middle age they often start to notice that their memory and mental clarity are not what they used to be. Ach, so? Ask Herr Rot about his senior moments.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

There is Always a Reason Why They Are Ever Our Friends and Allies

As awful as Obama is, he is simply the omega point of a process that began many decades ago-- began as soon as after WWII when American politicos discovered there was profit in dhimming the future. With BushI it was at a dangerous level. By now it is fatal.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Monkey Surrenders Monkey Sullivans

A fair rival to Pepe in the development of New Logics, a fair rival to Pepe in spanking da monkey fo play-jure.

His is arguably the most moronic single piece of writing read so far this year.... and this year has had a vast river of moronic writ cascading from Pepetopia into the peasant realms below. There was a time I would have described such as "unbelievable crap". But by now it is Crap you can Believe in.

Oh, yeah, Andy, your "Obama’s promise was and is a rebranding of America (which was the primary reason I supported him)" riff is as crapulacious as your "logic". Unlike your "logic", though, which is merely the debris of a pathetic and broken mind, your riff is a conscious lie. That exquisite coincidence of timing between your acquiring a per annum stipend from Da Great Soros, fending off all sorts of legal and financial difficulties you had landed in, and your "enlightenment" as to the wonders of AmeriSoc, is really too exquisite even for your rococo tastes; never mind our pedestrian Yankee ones.
Say hi to Pepe for us, if he yet lives, in your harem of gerbils.

Thursday, September 10, 2009