Showing posts with label Chimp lies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chimp lies. Show all posts
1/14/09
1/12/09
1/7/09
Room service, the sequel
Two questions: Where is the Poodle sleeping that night? And is this really the proper reception for a guy who was greeted with "Shyme! Shyme!" everywhere we went in Australia as Iraq was being invaded?
1/2/09
12/23/08
Not fud, just worth remembering
I still recall our Brazilian friend hysterically packing up to move back home during this frenzy. Nothing since 9/11, my ass.
12/8/08
I was joking
about his sobriety, but this would be fascinating if the answer weren't obvious: Non-Republicans are always held to different standards. We never got to see who blew his dad, but today everyone's having a good laugh at Monica. Pisco sours all around.
11/22/08
10/8/08
10/2/08
My outrage meter is broken
but this is still pretty amazing: The FDA tries to clean up its image rather than the food supply. And all roads lead to Alaska.
9/25/08
Not fud
Just true. Fool us once . . .
9/21/08
Not fud, but sobering
The merde touch spreads.
But it's not totally hopeless.
And Jeebus, where has this woman been hiding her fire while the fur-clad fraud has been hogging the limelight? (Filched from Driftglass.)
8/28/08
Heckuva job,
Chimpy. If the Russians won't eat the chicken . . .
8/15/08
Guess his imaginary friend
let him down. How gullible was this country to swallow the notion that he gave up booze just like that?
8/12/08
8/11/08
8/9/08
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