Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Oh, irony, where is thy ... oh, THERE it is.

Savour the wankitude of Crazy-Assed Racist Redneck™:

Give Kate credit -- when it comes to courage, bravery and actually taking up arms to personally face down the murderous hordes of Islamojihadifarians, she and her wanker brothers-in-arms have the "working quietly at their desks" part down nicely. It's a gift.

UNINTENTIONAL HILARITY, I'M SURE: It's moderately amusing to hear the Right accuse us of thinking the world is run on wishes and that we always have three more. I mean, speaking of wishes:

Dems want out of Iraq; Bush pleads patience
March 20, 2007

WASHINGTON -- With Democrats pushing for an end to the Iraq war now entering its fifth year, President Bush pleaded for more patience Monday, saying success is possible but "will take months, not days or weeks."

Just another few months. Just another Friedman. One more chance. One more try. We'll try another Secretary of Defense. We'll try a "surge." We'll get it right this time, we promise. Honestly. And this time, we mean it.

And there's a pony under there somewhere. There has to be.

... For those unfamiliar with the "Friedman" reference, it refers to an annoying habit of right-wing hack Thomas Friedman to ... oh, hell, see for yourself. Yes, just another six months, that's all they need.

And, mercifully, the media is finally beginning to catch on.

OH, ABOUT MR. VANDERLEUN: If you really need to read the illogical, right-wing excrement that is driving Kate and her panty-sniffing groupies to orgasm, here it is. And as a bonus at no extra charge, here's everything you need to know about author Gerard Vanderleun.

I'm assuming you can understand the hero worship now.

1 comment:

Ti-Guy said...

She's quoting that pig? Kate must get some sort of physical, dare I say, sexual, charge out of offending people.

Who knew that the trauma Kate suffered at the age of 13, when, on a trip to the metropolis (Moose Jaw) the snotty city girls laughed at her feathered hair, frosted lipstick, jeans and Addidas running shoes, would have developed into a full-blown psycho-sexual pathology as disturbing as this.

She should take her hero Vanderleun's advice and select a large corn cob, lie back and think of Arkansas.