America: The Greatest Idea In The World

Eventually I am going to be telling jokes in this vein, so hang in there with me.

America loves giving things to undeserving people. Food samples, tricked-out cars, makeovers, and most things Presidential, all of them given to people who prob'ly don't really have the faculties to properly process their blessings and the tag-along responsibilities.

Free food causes the most laconic of shopper to head-turn and eye-perk with the fervor of a Terrier hearing jangled car keys. Totally derails the person's afternoon, no matter how boring or disgusting the kibble. One second you're heading for some Axe Bodyspray... wha?... next thing ya know, you're nodding your approval of the Calamari-Black Licorice mini-quiche. Can't get the team together at work? Bring in food. People can't return vital e-mails or calls within 36 hours, yet they're Jedi-tuned in to a plastic knife diving through a sheet cake at a half-click.

Tricked out cars. Wellsy... it's been done to death. Long story short, if the car's driver had the maturity and intelligence to be able to afford what is being done to the car, they probably wouldn't choose to do THAT to the car. Enjoy your purple Brat, Tyler. Now you're a douche nozzle.

Makeover shows. Wow. People play negligently ignorant to improvement of the self for their entire lives, and BINGO, here come a gaggle of people who "just want to help!" People lose their motivation to work out or develop, you know, other personality muscles in hopes of getting ugly enough to be on TV. I'm addicted to these shows. The state of Washington has turned out 4 of the 20 women on The Swan's first two seasons.

As for the Presidential thing, hell, that's easy. Encourage voter turn out with free food.
"So you're telling me that I voted for Nader... just by tossing back a paper cup of GORP at PCC? Son of a bitch... BRILLIANT!"

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Just to the Left of The Last Of The Straws

Yasser Arafat may be dead. He's in a French Hospital, and lord knows if the French know anything, it's how to keep a Jew-hater alive. Thank you Anti-Semitic Humor, I'll be here all rally.

I was accused recently of getting drunk at a work party, which was 100% WRONG.
I was drunk at lunch and it carried over to the party, so NYEAH. :^p


I got gas today. Thank you, Cabbage & Airport Sushi, for this horrendous squealing below the belt-line. It's a Biblical, Act of Nugent heat happening here. Somebody's gonna have to kill me before I kill again. I know this is immature to speak of, but there's really not much else going on with me today. I can't very well WHOA, gotta go.
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As if Tim Eyman weren't enough of a reason, THIS is a damn fine reason to haul your ham to Costa Rica: Freddie Prinze, Jr. To Star In TV Sitcom
Exhibit 27,452,910-B in the argument FOR making the following point: America loves giving things to people who are undeserving.
Kids are going hungry in this country, yet Carson Daly is STILL on the air nightly. And you thought W.'s re-election was the beginning of the end...

U.S. Forces Pound Parts of Fallujah. Fallujah's sister waits her turn.

Okay, this is kind of cool. Brother & Sister convicted on charges of felony spamming. How did it come down like this: We-ull...
"Prosecutors compared Jaynes and DeGroot to modern-day snake oil salesmen who use the Internet to peddle junk like a "FedEx refund processor" that supposedly allowed people to earn $75 an hour working from home. In one month alone, Jaynes received 10,000 credit card orders, each for $39.95, for the processor."
AND
"David Oblon, representing Jaynes, argued that it was inappropriate for prosecutors to seek what he called an excessive punishment, given that this is the first prosecution under the Virginia law. He also noted that his client, a North Carolina resident, would have been unaware of the Virginia law."

I highlighted that last statement because it is indicative of what shit-piles lawyers can be. "Virginia Law," like most state judicial systems, carries an implicit contract written in King James-style patois: Thou shall not be a jackhole and rip people off. And Spamming crosses all state and emotional boundaries, just like Tony "AssFlush" Moser's jokes.

So what did Jaynes get for his fleecing?
Jurors recommended that Jeremy Jaynes, 30, be sentenced to nine years in prison and fined Jessica DeGroot, 28, $7,500 after convicting them of three counts each of sending e-mails with fraudulent and untraceable routing information.

Of course, that's just their recommendation, not the sentence. Going to jail for Spam & Fraud, felony-style. Yeah, holmes, that's some straight-G shit raght thurr. Unh, YE-UH.

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What Did You Expect?

Well SHIT.

Once again George W. Bush has won a Presidential election by a very narrow, questionable margin. The question I have is this:
Why the fuck is everyone I work with, and most everyone in general, talking about politics like they know what the hell is going on? I honestly doubt they know jack about the workings of the Senate floor, because if they did I'm sure I would have seen them at an Open Mic at some point. Lord knows they are cracking themselves up, as I am hearing ballot box-loads of nervous "This is supposed to be funny, so I will now laugh instead of allowing this person's feelings to be hurt" laughter.

We needed to ask ourselves a simple question before voting yesterday: In what positions, as U.S. citizens, are we most comfortable being royally fucked? If you thought we'd wake up with Kerry as President and all the wars having wonderously ended shortly before your RootyTooty Fresh&Fruity order being placed, you gotta straighten up. I have read and heard and sifted through enough information to know that neither Kerry nor W. would have been able to unfuck the fuck-ed-ness of America's stature in the world.

Bush has run our country's economy (read: White People's jobs) into the ground. Since taxes are the retail charges our Governmental Strip Mall has to charge for the Orange Julius and Priceless Pretzel you just picked up, if they drop their prices (read: tax cut), then quality will eventually suffer (read: fewer paid jobs OR the same jobs for lower wages). But we do love a bargain in America. And we got a President who knows all about slashing prices. But hey, he's "tough on Terrorism," which is a way of saying "he'll shoot from the porch, then check it out in the morning." Terrorism is not an "-ism." It's a religious movement, people. It's a beards-out war on American interests and symbols designed at getting our government's attention. Those prayer-crazy fig-logs are cutting the heads off of people working as contractors for American companies. That's DECAPITATION, Homey, and it ain't guillotine style. How do you deal with that?
And NO, he's not tough on Terrorism, and the Patriot Act has nothing to do with Patriotism. If Bush were truly TOUGH on Terrorism, he would have ex-fuckin'-scused himself from storytime back on 9/11/01 when he heard a hijacked plane went flight-deck first into an American financial beacon. I hope that story was funny enough to sit through.
One thing is for sure, you don't say "Okay, whatever you want. We'll look the other way." Next thing you know you're having trouble understanding the guy "helping" you fix your computer or selling you a pizza-tube at 7-11... oh shit...
I hoped for the Bush victory because I hope his administration will have learned from their mistakes with Iraq before we go any further. Saddam had to go, but he's been gone a year now, and we're still hanging around.
However, Bush led every company he's ever run directly into bankruptcy, with a bravery that can only be likened to "gross negligence." Bush also took over a heat-stroked economy backsliding after the celebratory drunken knee-&-palms-&-chin scraping known as The Internet StartUp Downfall. And President Bush courageously threw a rope to that faltering economy as it tumbled down the hillside of ShortSighted Capitalist Peak. He then launched himself off, screaming "BUNGEE JUUUUUUUUMP YEEEEHAAAAAW!" Nobody's holdin' that rope, W. Really should have had somebody tie that off.

Boring-story-slightly-longer:
Please God, watch over the leaders of this country. Don't let the Bush Administration fuck this up like that Halliburton thing, or the Enron bail-out, or the 3 companies that W. forgot to feed. We're all a little freaked out right now, especially those of us who voted for Nader. Amen."
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Had Kerry been elected President, would we have been more comfortably fucked? Would he take care of OUR needs as the fuckees? It sure sounded like it. It's so easy to trust a man wearing a "LiveStrong" bracelet and a $2,500 suit. It's much easier to be on the side of a man who's second, yes, SECOND wife's family is well known for their ability to cover things up and hide mistakes, and yes, sometimes make it all a little tastier.
I hoped for the Kerry victory because he wanted to make it almost impossible for this nations corporate giants to send jobs overseas and/or offshore. A few blogs back, a comment left by Peter Johnson, a.k.a., "PJ," made key points about the proliferation of offshoring, not the least of which was a subtextual allusion to the "freaky hump style" of the foreign gals that PJ like so much. You have to read between the lines. It's there.

I shouldn't blog when I'm this jet-lagged. Okay, so this is what we have to work with. Keep reading and talking and thinking about politics. Don't let this go away. I wish I could throw down something that would make you feel better about the overall election day, which went nearly the exact opposite of everything I had hoped for. I wish I had words of encouragement and hope and direction. But I'm avoter, not a politician. I don't know squat about politics, other than I love the word "gubernatorial."
And mozzarella, fucking LOVE the motz.
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The Blog About What I Saw On Halloween

First Off:
Yesterday I watched a long-ish clip from the new Osama B-Laden 12", "Yo, America." Not sure what it was called, it's pretty underground shit. Check it.
Ted Koppel V-Jay'ed the track, and in this mufugger "The Beardy Weirdy" as he's referred to in the undersand DJ circlez, layed it down like this:
"If we so hate freedom, as is said by your President Bush, why have we not attacked Switzerland?" Ah hellz, that's some JadaKiss rhe-to-rizzical inquiry.

Okay, so the governmental bodies that be (read: Ann Coulter and Lisa Welchel, Google it ya self) are peering at this site by now, seeing as how it mentioned the Big O. Personally, I'd say the guy's deeply misguided, preaching hate against American involvement in the Palestine/Israeli conflict. That's what he said on the video. I would rather he never peeked his gaunt and spiteful face out his mother's hookah, but the f*cker's in our grill and he's gotta be dealt with. The music, frankly, was a steaming pile of breakfast burritos, but what he said, who the Fallujah knows if we can take it for hairy-face value? The guest VJ's with Koppel mentioned this fact, and one of these guys was Muslim:
Old Beardy Lankster WANTS George W. Bush in the White House because it galvanizes America's enemies. W. is the lightning rod that attracts the discharged hatred of millions of trained and angry people who want to blow the candy corn out of anything who can tell you who Toby Keith does commercials for. Just say "Saturn," you'll be cool.

Anyway, yeah, that's what some experts said. Paraphrased, of course, but FAWK people, the track was in some foreign tongue. The subtitles, for all I know, could've been typed in by the underground control room running the media.

VOTE GEORGE W. BUSH AND GEOFF LOTT WILL BE ALLOWED TO LIbceaS40-=[o

Holy crap, I blacked out for a second... wha happa?



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The Blog About F*ck If I Know

I write to you from the Dell Tower Of Power in my cousin B-Rock's bedroom. He's 22 and I am wearing latex gloves. This kid is deviant. I feel weird using his computer when he's in the room. I feel like I should wait until that girl on top of him leaves, but Blogging waits for no tryst, even if it's illegal in most states between consenting Community College students. NO, I am not looking at them. Directly.
Hold on, gotta change camera angles.

He keeps getting IM'ed by somebody named, and I wish I were kidding, "kyssyfur meow. " Latest message:
RUT? Wanna see a movie l8r? I tootsied and it smells like cotton candy LOL!

$100 says that's a Jr. High science teacher named Orville wearing knee-garters and al dente schmeckel.

Last night was my cousin Sonya's wedding. She's about 6 months younger than I am, which makes two of my female cousins, younger than I, who have tied the knot. It's been all kinds of interesting to watch how this all goes down, the wedding planning. I think the divorce rate is so high in this country
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because people don't diversify their thoughts between the Wedding and the Marriage. 6 months to 1 year to plan a Wedding, which is one day of getting stared at by yet another relative with an oxygen tank, who knows you're part of the family, but can't remember if you're Rupert's kid or the one with the bent spine they adopted from Sierra Leone. The Marriage is FAR more important, that's where all the best sit-com material comes from.
Did you drink last night? I bet you danced sick, huh? Where RU? LOL!! ;)
So as my cousin B-O'Tard sits a few feet from me loading the clip of his .9mm Ruger... I'd rather be filming illicit movies... and testing the batteries in his stun-gun. He's really excited to go try his new rounds, which are like hollow-points but filled with a high-impact polypropylene ball that will keep the slug from exploding on impact, causing a much larger entrance wound.
I feel like getting crazy later? Do you want to come to my clas... come to my fort? LOL, MF'ER!
I feel the worst/best for Jeff, my cousin Jenniefaffer's new beau. This guy ROCKS. A successful lawyer at the age of 27, a truly good human being,
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and has a great family surrounding him, he's being tagged by every other person he comes in contact with as the next to marry into the family. The guy rocks, my cousing JoonieFlapper kicks much cakes, so that's something that I give full blessing to.
In the meantime, where the hell was I going with this?
Oh yeah...

No matter if you're getting IM'ed by vapid dad-haters with more looks than brains, hey, you're 22, play the field and enjoy the game.
No matter if you're getting ready to go to Mexico in a month, and you ARE going, with some of your favorite people in the world, go for the stories and the sun and the fact that there will be friendly and unnoticed nudity cabana-wide.
No matter if you're 30 and 2500 miles away from your comfort zone, use the means you have available to communicate with those you miss and love.
No matter if you're setting up a date with KyssyFur Meow for your cousin, make sure you use the words "Halloweener," "Jack O'Lickern," and "Statutory of Liberty."

Trick or Treat.
Smell my feet.
Change the camera angle again.

BTW, my cousin B-Rat got shit-housed last night at the wedding and tounge-rooted a bowling alley waitress. He's all class.
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