- President Obama went after the budget with his promised “scalpel” and excised $17 billion worth of fatty tissue, which experts agree is really not very impressive at all. [UPI]
- GM lost (only???) $6 billion in the first quarter of this year. [Washington Post]
- Harry Reid is going to kidnap Arlen Specter and send him to a re-education camp, where he will be drilled on important Norm Coleman-related questions until he “breaks.” [New York Times]
- The citizens of Jackson, Mississippi, killed their mayor by not re-electing him. [AP]
- The WHO has to call the swine flu a “pandemic” if it starts spreading freely outside the US, but the flu has proven far less lethal than your run-of-the-mill pandemic. Will it sow seeds of needless alarm if the “p” flag is raised? (Answer: yes.) [Reuters]
- A Catholic priest in South Florida finds himself enmeshed in scandal after he was photographed on a beach doing romantical things with an adult woman. [Miami Herald]











A priest with an adult woman………………no way.
See once you start allowing gayz to marry, priests change their ways entirely.
“A Catholic priest in South Florida finds himself enmeshed in scandal after he was photographed on a beach doing romantical things with an adult woman.”
Ummm…wasn’t that the craptastical Thornbirds?
Federal liposuction?
>>adult woman
I call bullshit.
Jackson, Mississippi? The fried food, heat, and humidity is enough to kill a man all on their own.
A priest with a bonner…must be from the order of Meljizzedick.
A priest shouldn’t shout out, “I LOVE THIS WOMAN AND I DON”T GIVE A DAMN WHO KNOWS IT!!!!”, in public. People tend to notice it more than when it’s done by some drunk with his homely girlfriend.
The WHO has to call the swine flu a “pandemic”…
What do musicians know about medicine? Yes, I’m sure they know about drugs, but a visit by the Gypsy Acid Queen will not really cure anything, just make you high…
Reid should waterboard Specter until he recants since it’s not torture anymore. Norm Coleman also, just for the giggles.
Wait, what frock do you wear on the beach? (Aka: WTF or WhatTheFrock?)
OMG South Florida is so ghey…
I guess that priests having sex with adults does not qualify for a quiet reassignment in a rural parish.
Prosecutors say [the mayor of Jackson, MS] was drunk on scotch and power when he ordered a group of young men — some with criminal records — to destroy the duplex in a poor neighborhood.
He had a blood alcohol of .15% and 220 volts of AC.
Personally, I prefer to be drunk on beer and power.
What do nuns wear on the beach?
Isn’t this the plot of The Thorn Birds?
freakishlystrong: dammit you beat me to it.
Monsieur Grumpe:
Thongs?
Now there’s a good name for a band: Nuns in Thongs. If I ever start a rock ‘n roll band that’s what I’m going to call it.
Monsieur Grumpe:
A broken habit?
BillyClubb: Damn, beat me to it.
I would like to think of GM’s $6 BILLION loss as yet another fine example of my lovely city crashing and burning in grand style. Detroit knows drama, bitches.
“Episcopalians look at this and scratch their heads.”
Today, we are all Episcopalians.
bitchincamaro:
I’m fine with that, as long as we are not Episcopalins.
MathewBrooks: Serolf Divad: Possibly spawning a new novel entitled The Thong Birds, obvs.
Your mouth says adult woman but your eyes say altar boy.
Damn. Catholic priests get all the chicks.
And here he was a couples counselor - damn father, don’t you know that Catholic priests who advise couples are supposed to have no clue what they’re talking about?
BillyClubb: I get on my knees and pray we don’t get fooled again, into pandemic panic.
Monsieur Grumpe: What kind of meat do priest eat on Friday?
None.
/St. Brigid School, 1964.
hobospacejunkie: Win.
Death Cab for Cutie? Anyone? oh.
There’s something about that ad with the blond whose mouth is gagged that gives me a funny feeling…down there.
hobospacejunkie: Excellent. +1.
Obviously, Father Alberto hasn’t read the priest’s handbook. Dude, you need to become an Episcopalian.
And the priest’s name really is “Alberto Cutié”?
Damn you for punking us, Miami Herald!
hobospacejunkie:
Heh.
Serolf Divad:
I played in a band called Douche Baggley and the Pink Bidets one night. I was one of Bidets. If you need a guitarist for Nuns in Thongs I’m there.
Re: the dead mayor. I thought “sledgehammer raid” was a figure of speech at first… wow.
Mr Blifil: Yeah, Wegman dogs affect me that way, too
BillyClubb: After that SARS scare a few years back amounted to nothing, we swore that we Won’t Get Fooled Again.
It’s bad enough having Bono out there giving medical advice, now Pete Townsend’s trying to get in on the act? Personally I feel his talent could be better put to use directing ‘adult’-erous priests to the little boy’s rooms where they belong.
Monsieur Grumpe: And if you need an extra bidet, I can help there.
Monsieur Grumpe: I’m not especially proud to say I sat in with a band named Aids Toiletseat and the Vaginal Bloodfarts back in the late 80’s when their bass player was in the hospital.
Needless to say, I was the only one at the gig dressed like Buddy Holly circa 1959.
Lascauxcaveman:
We kicked around the name Vagina Bloodfarts at one time. Small world.
Hey, I saw a bass made out of an M16 in a music store the other day and I thought of you. Ted Nugent would love it. I think it was a real M16 at one time.
Monsieur Grumpe: Heh. Thanks, but no. Guns make lousy guitars ad vice versa.