Monday, October 02, 2006

My brain is about to explode.


Jesus Christ, how weird is this going to get? Here, we read that Foley's former chief of staff actually tried to bribe ABC to keep a lid on things. And there's no level of clusterfuck so horrendous that the Scientologists won't be able to make it worse.

At this point, I'm just waiting for the videos involving barnyard animals.

BOOM. Oh, man:

In addition to explicit sexual language, former Congressman Mark Foley's Internet messages also include repeated efforts to get the underage recipient to rendezvous with him at night.

"I would drive a few miles for a hot stud like you," Foley said in one message obtained by ABC News.

Is it too early to start drinking heavily?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Even I thought I was reaching a bit much with the Scientology angle mentioned in the earlier comments, but nope, reality in these matters just keeps on picking up speed.

I'm now waiting for it to all...

...become the fault of the homosexual lifestyle, which has apparently corrupted America by infiltrating the Republican party to destroy family values from within, so their evil agenda tm is working and the liberals came up with the plan, therefore gay marriage equals satan and you have to vote in the avowed heterosexual Republicans in November.

CC said...

Sadly, all of the above is one of the sanest proposals I've heard in the last couple days.

It's really sad when your best parody comes off as sober reflection.

Anonymous said...

"...repeated efforts to get the underage recipient to rendezvous with him at night. ..."

The miscreant!
The reprobate!
The gin-soaked popinjay!

What is wrong with the daylight hours?
The fool!
Maybe the 'underage recipient' had to be in before the street lights came on and was too embarrassed to mention it?
A typical Republican missed opportunity.

Anonymous said...

Heck, it's not parody now, just prognostication.

Reminds me of a translation of a classical greek gripe where an old coot whinges about how in his youth they had moral standards...which meant boys knew to wipe away sign of where they'd plunked their keisters in the sand when class was done...thus saving their elders from ogling the imprints of their appealing posteriors and packages and getting worked up. Not like this dang new generation.

Republic, meet Empire. Rights, meet entitlement. Morality is always for other people when friends let friends get drunk on power. That's why I like ethics instead.

¢rÄbG®äŠŠ said...

Never too early to start drinking if you're reading that stuff. In fact, you should probably be "prepared" before you even venture there.