If you have "no place to go," come here!

And speaking of "blunt" "thrust"


Beware, Commander Codpiece!

Eternal wilt and shrivelment shall be thy fate when you at last you face The Mighty Corrente Zuchinni of Doom!


But seriously, don't Beltway editors--they're the ones who write the headlines--ever stop gasping in awe and amazement over the firmness and dimension of The Boy King's manliness? It's. So. Fucking. Tiresome.

I mean, maybe my recollection of history is faulty, but did our famous free press do this in the days of James Madison, George Washington, Ben Franklin, and all the other Founders? Somehow, I don't think so.

NOTE Of course (from the same story) sometimes the money shot goes awry:

hen Bush and his allies accuse those favoring such a timetable of "self-defeating pessimism," as Cheney put it this week, they risk spraying friendly fire on some of their own candidates.


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