Did you think we’d forget? With just eight days of Xmas Shopping before the Big Day when you go in the bathroom and shoot yourself because you can’t afford presents, again, this Christmas Holiday Season is shaping up to be the best ever! And we’ve got a very special selection of gift ideas to prove you care enough to look at a political joke website instead of doing some “Cyber Friday” last-minute charging on the almost-revoked credit card! Please get a cup of hot chocolate anything alcoholic and enjoy these yuletide gems.
EZ Spray Government Leak Stop
Got some trouble with your underlings sending all your dirty government secrets to the WikiLeaks? Then you’ll love this EZ Spray Leak Stop — just shake the can a few times and spray this stuff all over anything that leaks your diplomatic cables or whatever: computers, thumb drives, Lady Gaga CDs, telephones, temp workers, low-level enlisted military, Russians, Cubans, Arabs, just hold and spray until they shut up! You’ll want at least a hundred cartons (24 cans each) because it turns out we have a few issues in this country, haha. [Leak Stop, $13.88]
2001 Version of TurboTax
Thanks to Barack Obama Ronald Reagan Junior, George W. Bush’s magical 9/11 tax cuts have been extended for at least another two years. Hooray, we ain’t paying for nothin’ never! For the special people on your Xmas List who make so much money that they’ve been visibly relieved since this Republican deal was sealed, hit eBay for some very vintage versions of your favorite tax preparation software. 2003, 2001 — it’s all good! And by “good” we mean, “There has got to be something in Gibbon’s Decline and Fall about using nine-year-old tax software but we haven’t found it yet.” [2001 TurboTax, $119.65]
Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell “Space Navy” Action Figures
Why is everybody in Washington suddenly freaking out over Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell? Did something suddenly change that makes the situation different than, say, two decades ago when it first appeared as a dumb compromise/symbol of Bill Clinton’s extremely pliable political beliefs? What do they know that’s making this such a sudden emergency after being repeatedly put aside since 1993? Is there a big batch of WikiLeaks on the way that will show, for example, that all the Joint Chiefs of Staff are big ol’ queers?
While we’re waiting for the suspense to end (?), please get a set of these homosexual space navy officers, “Kirk and Spock,” for that special someone on your Xmas List who is gay and in the military. Never before has being in the U.S. military been such a thankless/useless job, so being constantly threatened with dismissal because of where you theoretically might put your genitals sometimes is the height of absurdity. May the Force Be With You and Whatever! [Kirk and Spock gay wrestling figures, $29.99]
Planned Parenthood ‘Am I Pregnant’ Widget (Bristol Palin Limited Edition)
Do you know how to “use the Internet” but don’t have a clue about using birth control? Planned Parenthood is offering this delightful web widget thing so you can figure out if you just did something that might result in pregnancy. Just answer a few simple questions such as “Did I just bang some dude in a car?” and “Do I even know what a condom is?” and the intelligent widget will get to work and deliver some timely advice.
For example, if you did just bang some dude in the backseat of the Chevy Tahoe and you didn’t even consider some kind of birth control, the Planned Parenthood widget will tell you to go to the drug store and buy some Plan B. If you banged some dude in the backseat of the Chevy Tahoe maybe a week or two ago, and then you got so baked that you’re only just remembering the hazy details, the widget will perform an abortion on you — using the same interactive web technology Gawker Media recently used to fuck more than a million people who just wanted to leave a dumb comment on a stupid website about Gossip Girl or whatever. [Planned Parenthood Abortion Widget, free]







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If you'll recall, in Amok Time, Kirk and Spock were cold wrasslin' over some Vulcan lady. What could be less gay than that? (This is like modern Guido mating rituals, only with Romulan ale, not Budweiser.)
Does the base of the K/S figurines have a music box playing "When You Wish Uponn a Farr"?
Ouch. I just hate that I actually get that joke.
Time to hang your head in shame, Trekkie. Speaking of Treky, why not porn gifts? ("Ave. Q "reference, leading me to hang my head in shame about being a Broadway musical nerd.)
The politically correct term is Trekker, or so I've heard. Those people are always changing it. Why did we have to stop having to call those people Afro-Americans in the first pace?
Kirk / Spock were wrasslin' pretty good, as I recall. It will be Amok Time in the Navy when DADT is repealed.
Snorkeling for everyone!
Yeah, but T'Pring really couldn't have cared less. It was T'Pau who wanted to see the menfolk get all hot and bothered.
BTW I would totally be T'Pau in this scenario.
In the wise words of T'Pau:
"Give a little bit of heart and soul, give a little bit of love to grow…"
pew pew pew
T'PAU T'PAU T'PAU
50,000 Quatloos on the newcomer!
Yet, as I remember, neither one got the girl.
And, let's face it, Shatner is overcompensating for something.
Yes, did this putative girlfriend live in Canada?
George Takei, the actual gay Star Trek cast member, thinks Shatner is an egotistical blowhard and hates his guts. For what it's worth.
Wasn't Shatner the only living original Trek actor not invited to his wedding?
Shatner was invited. He was the only one who didn't attend.
You are correct. Shatner mentioned it in his video podcast. William Shatner has a weekly video podcast.
Wow–an actual can of STFU! Also, the "am I pregnant?" widget should offer one answer: "If you think you might be pregnant, then go piss on the stick in the morning. The End." Speaking of piss, my pee score is back! Yay!
This is so touching. Santa came early to Smokey.
I swear to FSM that if I hear "12 Days of Xmas" one more time, I may just shoot up a mall.
Ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Does shooting up in a mall make the whole shopping process easier?
Well then, just leave THIS running for a few minutes. Guaranteed to wash all traces of Xmas music from your brain.
And everything else.
No, it's "The Little Drummer Boy" that's a crime against music…♪ ♫ Bah, rump-a bump bum ♪ ♫
Oh god that song is just the worst. NPR insisted on playing it 2 weekends in a row on Weekend Edition (two different insufferable versions of it). It made me want to throw my radio in the street and curse Scott Simon for all time.
Although I do love the version by Bing Crosby and David Bowie, mostly because of the irony of bigoted, self-righteous old prude in a duet with the bisexual androgynous glam rock god,
Yep. That's the only sensible version/reason to like the song.
Also, the awfulness of the performance is pretty choice. It's a rare thing to get such awfulness out of two top-drawer talents.
Of course Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney topped them with, well, pretty much everything they did together.
Somehow, I'd never heard that version before tonight–had no idea that the Stephen Colbert / Willie Nelson collaboration "The Little Dealer Boy" was a direct takeoff.
There's no need to wait until Christmas to curse Scott Simon for all time. World's Worst EMO News Reader.
o thanks a fucking lot i had avoided that one this year until NOW
It could be worse; like "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer", that Chipmunk Xmas song, or that unfunny Jimmy Fallon "Christmastime is Here" that SNL thought was so funny they redid it every single year he was on the show.
"Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer"
Warning! Warning! Danger, Will Robinson!
Don't forgot barking dogs "Jingle Bells". Arf arf arf!
This Christmas, when the whole family gets together, I'm going to play jingle dogs on one mp3 player, and jingle cats on another, and jump out the window.
Let's not let the Jews off the hook: i.e., that Hanukkah song by the extremely overpaid one-trick pony SNL alum whose name I refuse to remember, Adam Sandler.
While I was choosing Trick or Treat candy to give away to a bunch of freeloading kids, I heard my first Xmas music over the canned music at the local Dollar Store and felt my stomach roil. Once upon a time, I used to dream about beginning Xmas season on Xmas Eve and continuing the revelry for a big, 12th. Night party.
I've given up. By Dec 26, I'm ready to pack all the Xmas shit away and escape the treacle.
12 Days of Christmas is like, my all time fave Xmas carol. So I think we should make a terribly bowdlerized version, right here.
I will start it off:
In the first War on Christmas, my Wonkette gave to meeee/
A big fat triple-digit Pee!
OK, we need eleven more verses, so pitch in and make them singable. I'll record and post it up on YouTube.
In the second War on Christmas, my Wonkette gave to meeee/
two truck nuts flapping!
…and a big fat triple-digit Pee!
There's a fairly tolerable and insane collection of weirdass Xmas tunes on SOMA-FM, with a choice of either family-friendly or sometimes-NSFW streams.
Best version ever of "12 Days…" ever: Jimmy on "South Park"
Good god, man/woman–your pee looks great!
Makes me glad for satellite radio, and no money to spend at the mall.
BPalin should trim that bush on the top of her head
Hey! Some of us older guys like bush, brings back warm fuzzy memories…
Some hair is one thing – needing a miner's hat and a machete to find the Promised Land is another….
What's in that hat? Cruel and twisted love screeds from Whitey Assange? Jar Fetii? Thesauruses? … I'll tell you one thing, she's not building a playhouse for the children. What's she building in there?
We have a right to know.
It looks like someone is a 'shipper.
HA! Looks like your bladder isn't so full now that the rest of us got our flomax on!
I don't know what any of this means…
WTF, you people have no business knowing more about this shit than I do.
Get a life, people.
Where can I download that "Oww, Santa's bonin' the back of my little head" pic?
It reminds me of a song… The refrain: "Everyone wants peace for Christmas all I want is a piece of you.
My gearhead buddies have been spraying their condoms with Stop Leak for years. It really helps with that whole Chevy Tahoe business.
Hey!!! I just noticed that Santy Claus gave me back my missing whore diamonds. (Don't anyone breath or blink. They might disappear again.)
Merry Christmas to All !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Yeah, I do say "Merry Christmas", no matter what the fundie freaks try to tell you)
I just had to ask.
Guess Santa doesn't love me. Sniff.
I'm still stuck in the upper '60's. Bummer.
Look again, amigo.
Muchas gracias! Somebody must have been working it as I wrote that.
I got mine back, too! And then some! It's a War on Christmas miracle!
Then where's my fucking miracle? I got one more lousy pee. For shame, WonketteSanta, for shame. Why do you hate DBB?
Maybe Oprah visited. "And you get some p! And you! And you! EVERYONE gets some p!"
So does this mean metamarcwhatevertherestis has gone back to the red?
yes, indeed
Nah, he'd just tell you to give them to the poors, or some depressing shit like that.
Hell no, blue-eye Jesus says it's godly to be rich!
My black nationalist panther Jesus says otherwise. My Jesus is better than your Jesus, so there.
Sow division amongst the underclass, then.
H Rap Brown says it's bad to be rich. T.D. Jakes says get money, fuck hoes — then repent the latter ("fornication") on Sunday (you'll still be saved, then).
Just Ken Layne.
Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: ID gave pee, and ID hath taken away pee; blessed be the name of ID!
My p-ness is still all shriveled up.
I think I have a problem with the site?
Why, again, was Bristles wearing a Russian hat?
Is she a communist? Prolly a czar communist (even though the czar was killed by communists, but her moms and other teabaggers think "czar" means "communist" because it is Russia-y and that is where Hitler came from.)
Michelle Malkin please investigate.
Bristol can see unstylish, tacky hats from her house.
Well, you've got to dispose of all the bear and wolf carcasses somehow, can't just leave them piling up around the house.
What an erudite, terse description of Teabagger History of the World. Their text book could fit on a cocktail napkin. Or be included on the flyleaf of a Texas school board approved American history book.
Good morning, Ken. Thanks for coming in today. The time clock's over there by the door, and be sure to write your name on your lunch bag before you put it in the fridge.
V23091420-94-9134. Given the generous pees that are being thrown onto other wonkerrati's pee scores, this might not the best time to piss off our august editor.
Speaking of needing extra pees, oh worthy editor, I made that cranberry relish for Thanksgiving and it was outrageous, as was my reading of the recipe to the family.
Well, I had a day or two here as the Imperial Potentate of Pee, rocking a score of 98 when others were sobbing uncontrollably and considering suicide because of having only 60 or 70 pee. If only I knew the pee-paradigm or algorithm, I would adjust my comments to inflate my number. But it must be said that Ken Layne is one of the finest gentlemen it has ever been my pleasure to correspond with.
You still have some on your nose – here, wipe it off.
Oh you have to take a quiz? I thought Bristol would just look in that crystal ball thingy and tell you if you're knocked up.
"Are your lady-parts all red and gaping open, like this here rose? That's not abstinential!"
Jesus, who can afford to shoot themselves in a BATHROOM?
I plan on doing it outside in the backyard, or at least someone's backyard, so as to save those left behind the cleanup costs, and to help fertilize the garden a bit.
You sound like the sort of considerate guest any hostess would welcome.
well, everyone knows bathrooms are for masturbating/pill thieving…let's not lose our christmas spirit!
Well at least the linoleum's a lot easier to clean blood off of than carpet.
Way to be green buddy. Well done. Environment first.
To answer my own question – right here! http://www.humor-articles.com/wp-content/uploads/...
Bristol will accept coupons for Cheetos and Baconnaise in lieu of pay for her "celebrity" endorsement.
Yeah, and fuck you for conjuring up a combo that made me puke.
If the thought of Cheetos and Baconnaise made you puke, you may just be pregnant.
yeah it just made my stomach grumble. then again, that also could be a sign I am pregnant, no?
Could be. After all, this IS the season for miracle births, to virgins and to post-menopausal women?
All I want for Christmas is a D&C, a D&C, a D&/C.
All I want for Xmas is a D&C and I can wish you merry (war on) Christmas!
I can't do the musical notes like the rest of you, so imagine that "I want my two front teeth" tune.
Wrong fandom, dude. I'll fix it for you:
"Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations and Whatever!"
Are there "
DateYoga With Liz" gift certificates?"go in the bathroom and shoot yourself because you can’t afford presents"
if you can't afford presents, you shouldn't be wasting your money on bullets. or wasting your bullets. comes the day, those little friends will be worth much more than their weight in gold.
When liberals finally crack and start using their Second Amendment Rights on the Teabaggers who, let's face it, are just asking to be shot in the kneecaps.
Or you could save the bullets by just yanking the wires off their scooters.
A "happy" Christmas-y story.
Many moons ago, I was working to help get the homeless mentally ill off the streets and into some humane living arrangements. We had some shelter beds we could use at a place that mostly catered to abused women and their children. Some local political yokels ("all politics is yokel") thought it would be fun to present the kids with some cheap cookies and toys for the holiday. The usual bad songs were sung until some local church/politcal asshole started singing alternate lyrics to Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. "You know 'Rudolph the Red-Nosed Cowboy' boys and girls?" Stunned looks among the staff and abused women as this jerk ACTUALLY sang, "Rudolph with your guns so bright, won't you shoot my wife tonight?"
Good times…
Sweet Jesus. I mean, Sweet Jesus.
Fuckin' PC abused women and children can't take a joke.
Best gift evah: I got my pee score back, baby!
Yay, me too! (Unless you are referring to a urine test. I'm still waiting for those results.)
They'll be in shortly!!!
Why don't you just email Julian Assange?
It's a Christmas miracle!
Thank you Santa-Jesus!!!!1!
god bless us, everyone!
Crossing my fingers…
~
Did I get here too late? Damn.
The Palin family prove that personality cannot be a reliable birth control method…
Agreed. It also proves that some people will fuck anything. With enough drugs/alcohol the number of willing partners grows exponentially.
Ken, for Christmas, we all chipped in and got you:
–Some old National Lampoon movie.
AND,
– An old single from the Go-Go's.
We all know you really need this. Enjoy.
Betmax and 45 RPM!
78's even better, but that would have to be an olde Son House disk or sumptin'. Don't think the Go-Gos could keep up with that ultra high speed of a 78.
Alan Lomax and a wire recording of Leadbelly or GTFO.
Time to drag out the round neck Dobro and plunk Ken some C'Addled bluez.
I see nothing wrong with giving out nine-year-old tax prep software for Jesusmas. I always give people old crap I have laying around the house. More money for booze and, well, more booze.
Why not wrap up your old empties? Look, kids, shiny glass bottles!
Hey, you missed the Chia Obama.
I saw it at Rite Aid and nearly bought it. OK, I didn't nearly buy it-I didn't even know they still had Chia things available. WHO BUYS THEM?
This is the year to thank the gods of the recession for the simple pleasures on our lives as we watch the meter spinning on the bank card:
Thanks, editors and wonkeratti, for being the interwebs' finest antidote to Xmas sacharine.
DBB, you don't need to buy me anything; just sit back with your favorite toddy and enjoy the lights of the solstice spirit.
Although I understand she might still have some home-made cookies not yet spoken-for.
I am thankful for this list, and all of your holiday scribbles thus far. However, I am going to call you Ken "Bumpus" Layne for the remainder of this holiday season, as the hell-hounds of your mind have cleaned the last bits of salvageable flesh from my Kwanzaa Happiness Goose. See, even though my children are only getting empty egg cartons that I decorated with elbow macaroni and gold spray paint, they still have a good time, which brings me joy. Now Mommy will be both drunk (offin the egg nog) and sad thinking about how Ken Layne has told it like it is.
Hey, Christmas warriors. The world's most expensive Christmas tree is in a muslin country.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20101215/od_afp/uaeho...
'Splain that one to me.
um, Reagan?
It's a plot! A WICKED PLOT! Everybody knows the Moooslins CAN NOT celebrate Xmas. This is a terrible tearist plot to kills our soldiwers and collapse the Wal-Mart and the Macy. Be careful 'cause teh gay likes to hide their aides inside teh tree and give it to unsuspectin' peoples. Taint right. I know. But is how them kind is.
Well it's not like Muslims believe Jesus was one of the greatest prophets, just not the son of god or anything.
Christmas celebrations have spread over much of the non-Christian world; when my family went to Egypt over Christmastime a few years ago, there were decorations all over Cairo, and on Christmas Eve our hotel had a choir of young, presumably Muslim, girls singing carols; in English, French and Arabic.
Hey, why have other people gotten their "P" back, but not me? Is there no love for Tcaalaw?
Were you naughty this year? Don't fib now. Wonkette will know if you've been bad or good. . .
What in the living shit happened to my score?
It is the free market working its magic, correcting, and then counter-correcting the irrational ups-and-downs of the pee market. Rest assured that everybody loses, except some weasel on Wall Street who's probably made a fortune off it.
from -125 to 92 and back to -117 in the span of a couple weeks. AWESOME.
You're more tumbled around than a sanctimoniously pure liberal in the last week.
How about p score derivatives? You can pay me $$$$$$$ and I will guarantee that if your p score goes down I will give you some. Then someone else can bet me money that your p score will not go down, and if it does not I can give him/her some pee. Sounds like a good deal, right?
Sounds like the normal Wall Street peeing in you pocket to me.
Holy shit. Gives you a new appreciation for Flowers for Algernon, don't it?
Perhaps this is all a weird social science experiment, and we will be given the option of sacrificing our own pee points again to give you back your positive pee? In the spirit of Christmas giving, are we willing to sacrifice for our fellow Wonketteers?
Ahh, fuck it. I got mine, Jack.
P cannot be created or destroyed, just changed into different forms and transferred to different places and times; so when the rest of us got all our P back, yours went back to the low place it had been.
In fact I even predicted this below when we realized our P had returned.
P = mc2
Funny that you have always stayed consistent.
Hey, I lost like five whole P in the great loss, then got them back in the restoration.
It's like the Bourbon restoration, but without the booze, or maybe not enough. Who would have known that Wonkette would do a mini-series of modern French history? Ken as Robespierre?
Thank you for putting this in a historical context.
I think it all reverted to several weeks ago. I was at 102, then down to 43, now I am pretty much at the same. Methinks we should all disregard these stupid points.
I like you this way.
I, too, have been judged harshly by a jury of my p'ers.
Welcome to 'Whose Wonkette Is It Anyway?', the blog where everything's made up and the points don't matter. That's right, the points are just like majority rule to a Democratic congress.
Win.
Does Stop Leak spray also work on Boehner and Beck's tears?
Forget the tears, spray it on the mouth.
And hold a lighter in front of the nozzle, just to be sure.
It must have been very, very difficult to pare this "list" down to two items.
O'Malley's bar. Wow
Bristol, why didn't you put that beaver hat in between your beaver and Levi? You would be free of that Trixxxx thing you don't take care of.
Regular beavers have rabies, but Bristol's beaver has babies.
So Santa Ken has peed in some Wonketters' stockings and just peed on heads of others. If I weren't an olde, I would have a confused. To me it is clear that the quasi random p scores is just a variation on Pedobear's Skittles-under-the-box routine.
What girl could be without the Planned Parenhood Widget. I want 27 million, please. One for every fundie girl in the country.
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Brilliant gifts! And all I ever tell people is that if I can't eat it or spend it, I don't need it…
I found myself encouraging everyone to skip the expensive booze and just get larger bottles of the cheap shit… Super-size me, baby, I'm a 'MERICUN!!!
Goddammit! I hate when I'm all alone in the house. Where the fuck is my beer?
Ken, good job with the alt texts. Was that the result of extra energy from sleeping in? BTW, how's the book coming?
It's okay to be honest about it. Just admit it. Everyone here's favorite holiday song is "The Christmas Shoes." Yes it is. Because it's heart-rending. And poignant.
I am thanking xmas Snoopy that I don't know the song of which you speak.
I have never heard of that song; should I be glad?
I thought everyone had heard that one. They even made a moovee out of it. Look it up if you're feeling daring.
I tried looking it up, and it's fucking country. Made it about forty seconds. And it looks like the TV movie was CBS; no wonder I never heard of it.
Didn't mean to add to anyone's holiday woes. The song is so over the top gawd-awful that it's actually funny. But the people love it. It makes aunt Tilda cry and stuff. DO read the lyrics at least.
my olde man has been listening to a lot of country lately so I'll ask him to keep an ear out for it. He'll listen for the poignancy and the lulz.
The tree of Christmas must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of Jebus and wingnuts. I'm hoping for a golden chalice with which to water mine.
Mr. Layne, as far as I know, you have been silent about the pee scores. Since you brought us into this system, can you please explain what in the hell goes on?
Sincerely,
Slithytoves
registered with this as slithytovesss
and now changed w/o explanation. What the fuck have you gotten us into?
I seem to be dropping quickly. Thanks, man, the threat of losing my job has been lovely, and now these stupid points attached to nothing more than comments. I boycott! Ciao.
Now I have that goddamn Amok Time fight music in my head. Thanks, Ken!
"Vaal is…Vaal."
Apparently the worse thing you can say during the month of December and that leads to the end of all Christiandom is to say the phrase "Happy Holidays." Use this weapon wisely.
captain james t. mark kirk approves of this gift guide.
my P's did not go on this wild ride.
however, i DID get the Great Gawker 'Yes' and spent many hours tracking and changing PWs.
that was also really fun.
Kenny G and his Christmas album must die.
Bristol seems to be look…oops! Hyundai Holidays commercial. Excuse me while I go butter the corn.
We already have a Ronald Reagan, Junior, and he's actually far more liberal than the Ronald Reagan, Junior imposter. Flammingly more liberal, in fact. Tambien.
I am truly blessed, went to an obligatory office party tonight and the DJ started off with an apology for leaving his Xmas music at home.
It's a miracle.
Without a doubt!
The Plastic Baby Jeebus has been kind to you, obviously.
As long as he did not play the "Chicken Dance" it is a Christmas miracle.
Also Joseph, Mary, Bob, Ted and Alice.
Ken, you can't take away my holiday cheer!
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What has Wonkette done for me lately???
Well, your p went up, no?
Where the hell was Gawker when I got in that "difficult situation" back in high school? You know how much $120 in 1977 would be worth today?
My p points remain stalled in pre-holiday position.
I am disappoint.
Did you check again? Like with the day that will live in in-p-me, it looks like the scores don't change until the first post after the p-harbor bombing.
Friends, at this time of the year you need something like the Jesus Light Switch:
http://playgirlmag.wordpress.com/2008/01/28/rando...
Oldie but goodie. Or oldie and woodie.
Heard this is pee-point bonanza nite at the Red Lobster — truck nutz for everyone!
And also, no freedom tray this year?
It's a war on xmas miracle! my pee-points went back up!
In the dream I am the Ghost of Saddam Past in a Santa suit promising that when I am the Ghost of Saddam Future, I will use WMDs in the War on Jeebus. Then Bristol interrupted, so I didn't get to find out whether I am for or against Christmas Future.
Whoa! I just calculated my taxes using the 2001 version of Turbo Tax since Ken said it was okay and almost paid inheritance taxes starting at $3.5 million instead of $5 million. I would've wasted one of the president's best cave-ins!
So they put me in their car
And they sped me away from that terrible scene
George always did seem a bit the bitchy type, now that I think about it.
BTW, I think Denny Crane would have totally gone to that wedding, made a bunch of inappropriate gay jokes, and successfully hit up (both) the grooms' nieces.
Ohh, MY.
No, it was Shatner who was the beeyotch–Takei invited everyone, but Shat shat on the occasion. (Or did you mean "Bill" 'stead of "George?")
da-da-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAAA-da-da-DAA-DAA!
Including buying the rights to the Beatles' library.
I'm glad you all used my comment to reminisce about your obsolete musical vaginas, but did anyone get the (hint hint, wink wink, ok maybe it wasn't that funny) joke?
BTW, Ken, if you are reading this, thank you for getting our p back from hell, it is like regaining my internet foreskin.
Mmmm, Ken needs a vaccination? Uh no, like a good dog he's had all his shots.
Ken needs a vacillation? Well with all the recent tax waffling, prob'ly not..
Oh we oldes are slow on the pick-up, but in the C'Addled spirit of Felix Navidad, Ken needs a vacation. Got it!
I wub u.
"Kunat kalifee" is Vulcan for same sex wedding.
As a Star Trek convention veteran (Uhuru), yes, Trekker is the correct term.
Actually, the surest sign that one is a raving loony Trekkie is knowing that such a distinction exists.
Oooooohh I get it.
I only know about Trekkers because as a Star Wars geek, they are one of my mortal enemies and nemeses.
That said, a young kid, my dad got us watching The Next Generation and Voyager (he loved him the hell out of Seven of Nine, and never missed an opportunity to let us know that). But, Deep Space Nine was even a bridge too far, for him.
So what about those of us who kind of like both?
I'm pretty sure that counts as child abuse.
Wonkette's never without the booze; and I thought it was more like the restoration of Charles II, with Breitbart as our Cromwell.
NERRRRRRRD!
Oh, sorry, I guess that goes without saying, really.
Dude! You're pee bona fides have come back to you! -117! You go, MetaMarciSF(?)!
I'd like to reboot Zoe Saldana.
Wink… wink.
Huzzah!
Screw that. Buy Beatallica's discography.
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Jesus had a brother Bob & Ted, and a sister Alice? Well I'll be damned.
But, I liked Captain Janeway. That is one handsome woman. And her first officer, Chakotay, was a Native American for god's sake. How can you get more PC than that?
According to the Gospels, he had brothers. Females were of no account in those days, so there is no mention. You may know, if a woman delivered a boy, the mother was informed of the joyous news immediately to brighten her spirits; a baby girl's birth was postponed until the mother was considered strong enough to handle the blow. Hard times for females.
Mark actually mentions both brothers and sisters, though, only one (James) is actually identified by name. It's funny, because the Bible doesn't actually mention if they were children Joseph had from Mary or if they came from a previous marriage.
Folks in my neck of the woods get apoplectic at such suggestions. They want to believe that Mary was and remained a virgin and that Jesus was raised an only child. I always believed the stronger one's faith, the less threatened by differing opinions.
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