nice bike blog here called lovely bicycle!
she has lots of info about commuter bikes, 3-speeds, classic frames,
and cats with intelligent-but-not-overbearing writing and excellent
photographs. she took inspiration from sheldon brown, always a good thing for an easy-going bike geek, and reading her prose for a while you also feel the wavelets of grant petersen's ambient influence in the gentle zeitgeist.
overall, a fine job with none of the landmines of disagreement and hate
you often find in certain less-reputable warrens on the interwebs, even
bicycle ones!
tucker carlson, who himself appears to be a
santorum baby sired by
rich lowry on an especially dim-witted lizard or amphibian, seeds a pathetic
lineage
on the embarrassing shit stain he calls a website. (warning: follow
link and your brain begins to dissolve unless you are sufficiently
inoculated, i.e. blind drunk.) the story of the millionaires is
especially sad but in a giggly
schadenfreude way because even
michelle fields
should have known just how inane her question sounded as well as how
puerile she looked in the clip, but she obviously did not and babbled on
while the camera refused to show her any pity--she could not have
looked any more inappropriate and out of place if she had been drawing
pictures of bunnies on the walls with her own fresh excrement. perhaps
she should not be blamed however because she is apparently pretty much
hopeless. she works for the vile fuckwad carlson. and she did after
all go to pepperdine university which is little better than a motorcycle
mechanics school whose sole existence depends on stealing student loan
money. she also joined the hilariously wrong-headed
students for liberty--which started as a workshop for special needs children funded by the
koch brothers.
now, i'm sure she's very nice, and a lovely young woman, though
stunningly unintelligent, criminally uneducated, and abhorrently spoiled
and unsophisticated, and none of that excuses her in the slightest for
also being an absolute fucktard.
just in case the newt's bloated-hindenburg campaign crashes and burns
early, and we get another one of these douchenozzles spurting up,
remember exactly what a santorum baby is.
if you're sure you have exact change and need more incentive to find blissful silence and final peace in a
suicide booth, click through on this gem and read some of the teabagger-jesus-freak-asshole-esque
comments.
some of them are snarky parody, but given the state of our nation, i'm
sure more than a few of those dumb fuckers are serious. it's highly
unlikely we as a species will ever extricate our heads from our asses,
and the
suicide booth will rank as our greatest innovation.
maybe we will get the fuck outa' this dump someday.
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