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Posts Tagged ‘Fred Phelps’

Rumors On The Internets: Tastes Great, Fills Country With Cheap Labor

Thursday, September 7th, 2006
  • When Bill Clinton called Disney CEO Robert Iger to tell him to fix that “Path to 9/11″ bullshit, Iger said, “how high?” [The Ostroy Report]

  • All new ABC pseudo-historical docudramas will air the disclaimer, “The film you are about to see has been modified to fit your perceived cultural biases.” [Swedes for Obama]
  • Fred Phelps wants you to know that God hates John Stewart and his “hooligan sidekick” Stephen Colbert just as much as he hates fags. [Comedy Central]
  • Blackberry addiction now a lawsuit worthy phenomenon. [The Volokh Conspiracy]
  • Jack Abramoff called Rove, “a fat fuck,” did loads of other shady stuff. [TPMmuckraker]
  • Michelle Malkin wants you to say “No!” to anarchist beer producers, crushes can with her foot as proof. [Hot Air]
  • Ann Coulter’s “evil quotes” not quite tied directly to book sales, Gawker provides a chart in the hopes she say something that goes off it. [Gawker]
  • Pakistani security services instantly locate a bikini-contest contestant. Osama still lost. [Hit & Run]

Remainders: Pour Out Some Of That 40oz For Rabelais’s Merry Epic

Thursday, July 27th, 2006
  • An Egyptian conspiracy-theory music video with cartoon representations of America and Israel is the depressing comic gold Ionesco warned us about. [Andrew Sullivan]
  • Novelist Frederick Forsyth loves global terrorism, couldn’t pay mortgage without it. [Galleycat]
  • Iraq party scene soon to explode, and not with bombs this time. [Mother Jones]
  • Crawford, TX has a new fake ranch owner. [Star-Telegram]
  • Fred Phelps has a son, and that son has a cute ass. [You Tube]

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Remainders: Failures To Launch Edition

Friday, March 10th, 2006

* Yes, tipsters, we know all about how Jessica Cutler’s most famous sperm donor was in town, sporting a new “salt and pepper” beard, discussing something really boring, and, no, we don’t know if he’ll be out this weekend prowling for poontang and how much he’s willing to pay. Why not go get this sort of information from Jessica? I’m sure she’ll have something on her blog once she spits out this afternoon’s dicks. [Cleveland Plain Dealer] MORE »