Oh, yeah, no. Not from us. It is Saturday, and we are going to do Saturday things. Saturday things like "go to the post office," and "mail outsome Smoking Joe cups," and "buy all the wine," and "see if KBJ wants to hang out," and "get a facial," as we are an entrepreneuress and that has given us Stress Zits, and also because all y'all have been sending us money like you are Mitt Romney and we are the Mormon Church that is going to turn around and invest it in your campaign! Facials for everyone! And by everyone we mean me!
For all your livebloog needs, go to the Guardian, where the dearly departed Jim Newell is holding down a fort that also includes the trenchant stylings of some chick, Anna? Anna Koch? Not sure, but the name sounds familiar.
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Rebecca Schoenkopf is the owner, publisher, and editrix of Wonkette. She is a nice lady, SHUT UP YUH HUH. She is very tired with this fucking nonsense all of the time, and it would be terrific if you sent money to keep this bitch afloat. She is on maternity leave until 2033.
