Those guys met Donald Trump at a key party, probably. In case you were wondering, Hillary Clinton's ad department still is having SO MUCH FUN doing its job, which is taking honest #ScienceFacts about Donald Trump and his campaign, and stringing them together to make hilarious, wonderful campaign commercials about what a fuckshow Donald Trump is.
You might want to keep these thoughts to yourself. Remember Roger Stone thinks Hillary is going to assassinate him. If she is willing to whack him, I'm sure there'd be no hesitation about someone who questioned her fashion sense. In fact, I'm probably taking a chance just warning you. Let's just say I appreciate your comments, we both back off, and maybe we both live. Maybe.
she IS a vampire slayer (not to BtVS nerd out but...):
Into every generation a slayer is born: one girl in all the world, a chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer.
i was thinking the same thing about going on the attack so strongly. but i reminded myself this is EXACTLY what we've all wanted EVERYONE (republicans, media, other candidates) to do: call the truth what it is.
and give the lie to the fact that this is an ordinary election where partisan A=partisan B.
During one of our contract negotiations for the union I belonged to, management said they wouldn't be negotiating a new contract, they offered the old one, and expected that to stand.
So the union leaders shamed management into knocking that shit off by showing up at the originally-scheduled contract talks, taking a photo of them ready to work, and the other side...empty, and then publishing it in the swanky magazine the union puts out to all members. The local stewards were under instructions to plaster those photos everywhere in their individual facility, nationwide.
Management was at the next fucking meeting to negotiate a contract.
Florence Nightingale, BPUH, did just that for six years. Ran her hospital and nursing school, accepted visits from suitors and friends. All from bed. Then she got up and kicked some more ass.
My gentile grandmother's entire body was contorted by rheumatoid arthritis. I don't think she stood up straight for the last 25 years of her life, and her hands wouldn't open flat that I could ever remember.
Nobody even dared to think about crossing her, and she still dictated what was what to all 6 of her 7 surviving sons, her daughter, her 17 grandkids, their partners, her great-grandkids, the neighbors, and their little dogs, too.
And she still had time to fact-check Republican lies on the TV.
Every family gathering on the gentile side of my family goes well enough for a while, but as soon as booze enters the picture, it's like Dennis Leary's description of an Irish wedding, "Is this a private fight, or can anyone join in?"
I actually used that line in a different context at a Gravity Kills concert when the girlfriends of the two couples next to me started making out with their boyfriends soon getting to their own kissing. I merely changed the wording to, "Is this a private orgy, or can anyone join in?"
You might want to keep these thoughts to yourself. Remember Roger Stone thinks Hillary is going to assassinate him. If she is willing to whack him, I'm sure there'd be no hesitation about someone who questioned her fashion sense. In fact, I'm probably taking a chance just warning you. Let's just say I appreciate your comments, we both back off, and maybe we both live. Maybe.
declared the Tea Party of the Left in 2011: http://www.thedailybeast.co...
and completely discredited in 2015:https://www.buzzfeed.com/ra...
i must confess i use that term often.
(hangs head in shame).
yeah it's making my TLo (wonkette for fashion lovers) trained eyelids twitch too.
she IS a vampire slayer (not to BtVS nerd out but...):
Into every generation a slayer is born: one girl in all the world, a chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer.
as always, their only response is the 3 year old response: i know you are but what am i?
i was thinking the same thing about going on the attack so strongly. but i reminded myself this is EXACTLY what we've all wanted EVERYONE (republicans, media, other candidates) to do: call the truth what it is.
and give the lie to the fact that this is an ordinary election where partisan A=partisan B.
"Musings of a Cigarette Smoking Man", The X-Files.
I'm getting a blank where the ad would be.
She probably means that part about "stronger together."
So we're all going to be pitching in.
If Trump refuses to show, HRC still should.
During one of our contract negotiations for the union I belonged to, management said they wouldn't be negotiating a new contract, they offered the old one, and expected that to stand.
So the union leaders shamed management into knocking that shit off by showing up at the originally-scheduled contract talks, taking a photo of them ready to work, and the other side...empty, and then publishing it in the swanky magazine the union puts out to all members. The local stewards were under instructions to plaster those photos everywhere in their individual facility, nationwide.
Management was at the next fucking meeting to negotiate a contract.
Florence Nightingale, BPUH, did just that for six years. Ran her hospital and nursing school, accepted visits from suitors and friends. All from bed. Then she got up and kicked some more ass.
She's heartbroken, I'm sure.
My gentile grandmother's entire body was contorted by rheumatoid arthritis. I don't think she stood up straight for the last 25 years of her life, and her hands wouldn't open flat that I could ever remember.
Nobody even dared to think about crossing her, and she still dictated what was what to all 6 of her 7 surviving sons, her daughter, her 17 grandkids, their partners, her great-grandkids, the neighbors, and their little dogs, too.
And she still had time to fact-check Republican lies on the TV.
I've never thought of myself as a European-American.
Maybe because Europeans used to spend so much time mass-murdering people like me over the centuries for being of the Hebrew persuasion.
Every family gathering on the gentile side of my family goes well enough for a while, but as soon as booze enters the picture, it's like Dennis Leary's description of an Irish wedding, "Is this a private fight, or can anyone join in?"
I actually used that line in a different context at a Gravity Kills concert when the girlfriends of the two couples next to me started making out with their boyfriends soon getting to their own kissing. I merely changed the wording to, "Is this a private orgy, or can anyone join in?"