How many different ways are there to demonstrate pure dumbassitude? Let's count them, shall we?
Dust My Broom:
"Via Hot Air, “Green Earth = Brown Hand”: Sheryl Crow recommends reducing the number of squares of toilet paper you use to save the forest."
The Canadian Sentinel:
"One, two, or three measly little plies to get the dirty, disgusting daily job done? Is she fecking nuts?
She expects us to believe she gets by with one, two or three measly little plies? Yeah, right. And I bet her shit doesn't stink, either."
"By now you’ve probably heard of Sheryl’s claim that all we ever need to use during potty breaks is “one square” of toilet paper."
And now, let's go to the official transcript, shall we?
Although my ideas are in the earliest stages of development, they are, in my mind, worth investigating. One of my favorites is in the area of forest conservation which we heavily rely on for oxygen. I propose a limitation be put on how many squares of toilet paper can be used in any one sitting. Now, I don't want to rob any law-abiding American of his or her God-given rights, but I think we are an industrious enough people that we can make it work with only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where 2 to 3 could be required. When presenting this idea to my younger brother, whose judgment I trust implicitly, he proposed taking it one step further. I believe his quote was, "how bout just washing the one square out."
Yes, dear God, the Blogging Tories really are that fucking stupid. I'm sure you're shocked.
UPDATE: Someone who bit but eventually clued in.
TRULY BEYOND REDEMPTION: Help me out ... I need a word that's below "retarded" on the intellectual scale. Over at Celestial Junk, one commenter actually explains what's going on here:
Uh, guys - it's satire and humour! Best sarcasm I've heard in a very long time.
to which CJunk's "Paul" is too dense to back away sheepishly, preferring to continue to make a total ass of himself:
That's right Lindsay ... travel in the Dr. Albert Gore GW Parade, preach to the lesser folks, then make fun of it all ... and all while you travel in a flotilla of buses and semis.
What do you do with morons like this? That not only don't recognize satire, but still don't get it even after you spell it out for them??
Seriously, what do you do?