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If this works, you are watching LIVE sexytime video from the famous Wonkette ‘09 Inaugural Party, hooray! UPDATE: Nobody ever turned on the Web-Cam, sorry. Put your camera-phone links and general hijinx in the comments!
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all I see is Hopey staring at the camera — this party looks hella lame.
PLASTIC!
Our New President is COVERED In Plastic. He truly is FRESH!
He has that NEW PRESIDENT smell. Don’t you just love that?
Let’s face it, since Liz has been turned, this was all just a cover to get a bunch of people drunk so she could feed on innocents before working for the Rev. Moon.
Is this a joke? Why is Hopey covered in plastic?
Wow, this sucks.
Who is this new editor Ad Min??? Probably another muzzie terrorist/PUMA.
Um, who is this “admin” person? I think we just got Barackrolled.
I can’t tell which is worse - that we don’t get to see the party, or that we’re home on a Friday night actually wanting to see it. I’m going to go drink myself into a stupor.
Lionel Hutz Esq.: All the editors are currently being cannibalized and Wonkette will be turned into a PUMA site tommorrow. I’ll have to pick a new nickname like BubbaBoomer and find a nice cat avatar.
We just got back from the party and it was so fun! Haircut House is 3 blocks away so this was very convenient.
Nathalie08: Safe Sex?
El Pinche: I claim “Mrs. Featherbottom.”
It’s only a real party if interrupted by 5-0. DC’s finest do not disappoint. The burbon was sacrificed to the alley gods. All is good with the world again. Thank you po-po for the storm-trooper-with-a-heart approach. Thanks Wonkette overlords for a fun distraction from the DC doldrums.
If ya fuckin chillin tonight, read Matt Taibbi’s glorious attack on the “environmentalism” of Thomas “suck on this, iraq” Friedman:
http://www.nypress.com/article-19271-flat-n-all-that.html
I’ll come back tomorrow and with any luck, the silence here will be justified with images of stomach pumps at emergency rooms, someone peeing themself and empty trays of what was angel dust. I wish you my best. Get well soon.
I’ve got this live feed of the wonkette inaugural party and it’s, it’s a frickin’ valuable thing, and I’m not just gonna give it away for frickin’ nothin’
cal: Who is Admin? OMFG its an invasion! The Puma Perl Script has Hackeded the Wanketes!
Is that angryblakguy?
Mojopo: I’d like to see something like that ‘front-butt’ photo with the furries and midgets cowering in fear (maybe that was last year’s party?)
However, the hobo bean diet have made us all to gaunt that it is unlikely any of us have front-butts
UR TECHNICALS: UR DOIN IT WRONG
AhAHahAHAhaAhaaa
Oh, we also need reports of who ‘got it on’ last night. I suspect the love-child would have an amazing name.
Did anyone attempt to ‘rape’ that cardboard pixxx of Barry, you know like the Pumas accused Jon Favreau of?
http://wonkette.com/404779/obamas-chief-speechwriter-somehow-let-this-photo-be-on-facebook
The cardboard, sealed for freshness and your protection Hopey needs a lampshade. it’s not a party until someone has a lampshade on their head.
What? Boiz, no pitchers of the Confluence infiltrators dressed as free, tranny hookers??
El Pinche: The PUMAs will substitute the Wonkette site with the one where they get most of their information, the Food Channel.
Bruno: I totally did! Only because cardboard michelle wasn’t looking.
Monsieur Grumpe: It’s not a party until somebody gets thrown out through a plate glass window.
S.Luggo: In time, they’ll become Regular Portions My Ass PAC
Wow, it is saturday morning and it looks like the party is still going on (as I can still see Obama wrapped in plastic). Technology is clearly in teh tank for teh Wonkette.
Bright and shiny democracy. WE GET IT. now let’s see some boobs and drunks.
El Pinche: That was fucking genius!
Wonkette: 2008 called and wants its Weblog trophy back.
Edywin: THAT plastic has nothing to do with freshness– it’s protect him from all the sexytime bodily fluids.
Bruno: see my post above.
Figures, potheads!
Didn’t turn on the camera? I think it was the ultimate way to pay homage to the last fully functioning day of the Bush Asdministration. Touche.
Did anyone finally get a job while they were there?
Tugjobs count…
CARCUNTZ!(tm)-R-Us: Down in the Bayou we call that love marinade. I guarronntee!
WTF? I try to watch the sexy party and I see is an old episode of The Jeffersons.
All of you DC wanks and your local terminology. I’m playing Fallout 3, I’ll catch on to your hep local slang.
Off topic, but why the fuck is my Barry on a train? Is this the only way he can trick Biden into coming to DC? He has to go pick him up on a train?
facehead: It’s easy to keep the party goin’ when the cardboard cutout of Barry can turn water into wine.
Please tell me don’t there were one of those chocolate fountains. It’s bad enough I missed this thing, but that would be devistating
Alex Trebeks Girl: I like the SIZE OF VALERIE BERTINELLI’S ASS, 1985-2008, vs. HAP- PINESS graph. Yeah Taibbi pretty much sums up Friedman’s asininity with snark from beyond.
choinski: win.
Worst.Video.Ever.
Ya know…certainly when I was thirteen Valarie Bertinelli’s ass was exciting partially because of it’s tiny yet pert presentation…but I just saw her on the TV just like, two days ago, and I’d still love to get down with the junk in that trunk.
Now, Valarie–I know you’re reading this–when can we meet?
Wow is this what DC folks call a party?
And to think I almost paid a shit-ton of money to go to that party with the threat of losing my job, er whatever.
So what happened with the party? How drunk was Jim? Who slept with who? Who now has a slight burning sensation in their pants as a result? Details. We wants them.
NoWireHangers: I’ll bet they all played Scrabble, then got stoned and watched the first season of Battlestar Galactica. Oh, wait, no. That was me.
AnnieGetYourFun: Typical stoner elitist. Real America took a few pot shots at the squirrels in the backyard, then drank half a case of Bud Lite and watched Wife Swap on ABC.
El Pinche: Thanks, that was pretty awesome.
AnnieGetYourFun: I laid on the couch, ate brownies, and flipped between Blazing Saddles, Lethal Weapon, and The Devil Wears Prada in a cold medicine induced haze.
I see buttsecks going on behind the Hopey cutout. Gaze long enough and you can see it too.
NoWireHangers: Yes, and who has teh paperkutz from buttsecks with cardboard Hopey?
shortsshortsshorts: And you never thought of spiking your firm’s water supply so you could talk your managing partner into a bizness trip to DC?
El Pinche: If Friedman were forbidden from using the word “I” in his columns, his fingers would curl up at the keyboard.
Reading a Friedman piece is like overhearing a stoner, midnight bull session in a freshman dorm with only one guy speaking. “Like, should sieves really have holes?”
AnnieGetYourFun: “I’ll bet they all played Scrabble, then got stoned and watched the first season of Battlestar Galactica.”
That was me & my wife, also. Except it was only season 4 episizode 9 (?) we watched. We’re still catching up. Missed the final 2 of the first half of 4 until last night. And it was online scrabble/lexulous in a laptop v. laptop battle to the death.
Live, interactive video from DC.
Today, Tomorrow, Tuesday.
http://randomtv.com/
hobospacejungle: Yeah, I don’t even know where my real Scrable board is anymore. Curse those Lexulous inventors/rip-off artists!