NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Don't leave us, Jack! We just lost Riley; we can't lose you, too! We'll be left alone with just Crazy Uncle Ken haranguing us about anus burgers and foreclosures and financial Armageddon. (Actually, I'm starting to be afraid that our Wonketts might be closing up shop. I mean, Ken's off hiking in the desert, communing with his spirit animal, and everyone is jumping ship. Someone hold me? Please?)
But, anyway, good luck, Jack! We'll miss you!
True enough. Jack is very smart, except ironically about R-word related matters. Too often I've found my first thoughts about some article already embedded in his actual article. I learned to read through carefully, possibly sacrificing First Write privileges in the process.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Don't leave us, Jack! We just lost Riley; we can't lose you, too! We'll be left alone with just Crazy Uncle Ken haranguing us about anus burgers and foreclosures and financial Armageddon. (Actually, I'm starting to be afraid that our Wonketts might be closing up shop. I mean, Ken's off hiking in the desert, communing with his spirit animal, and everyone is jumping ship. Someone hold me? Please?)
But, anyway, good luck, Jack! We'll miss you!
True enough. Jack is very smart, except ironically about R-word related matters. Too often I've found my first thoughts about some article already embedded in his actual article. I learned to read through carefully, possibly sacrificing First Write privileges in the process.
Is our Wonkette in trouble? Riley, Jack, Arielle...all flying out the door. I don't know what I would do without this place....
You know who <b>else</b> left suddenly....
Geeze Jack. <i>...It is this lesson I leave you, dear friends, on this, my final day at Wonkette.</i> What is going on with Our Wonkette?
Wishing you well Jack.
Jack is so smart. Smarter than Michele Bachmann. Smarter than Newt Gingrich. Smarter than all the Palins combined.