That's sad, you guys: Ghost Andrew Breitbart is out with a new book (coming soooooon!) about Anthony Weiner's wiener, and it is all about how he totally ignored his kids because of the IMPORTANT WORK daddy had to do ... in chasing a story about Anthony Weiner's underweared junk. Sure, he bagged a feared lib Congressman, but knowing then what he knows now about life's precious shortness and stuff, well, it seems like maybe he should have chosen differently. If only he had watched that kinda good (don't tell anyone) Adam Sandler movie (Blink? Click? Something) or listened to
But the R's did take Weiner's seat in the special.
Not that the seat survived redistricting, of course. The court's approved plan carves a heavily D-leaning seat into three parts: an even-more-heavily D-leaning seat and two completely safe D seats. Bye bye Bob Turner.
Also, too: I&#039;m <em>overjoyed</em> that my home will no longer be in the same Congressional District as Seaford (home of Congress&#039; second most disgusting person named King, and it&#039;s a close race, but Pete is no Steve). Instead, it looks like Steve Israel will be my guy. I&#039;m very happy about that. Pete has a tough road ahead - whereas the old CD3 went McCain 52-47, his new district preferred Obama 51-47 - if we&#039;re lucky it&#039;ll be tough enough he&#039;ll retire, if we&#039;re <em>really</em> lucky he&#039;ll lose horribly in November muahahaha.
I agree, my balls can sweat, but they sure as hell can&#039;t generate heat while waiting for a bus in the cold. What was this thread about again?? Funny how we would all rather talk about the weather than whatshisface. So anyhoo, the pollen count here was 9.000 in ATL the other day! WTF??
Aside from my now-cooling hatred for Breitbart (cooling only because he is too), I have to say, as a single father who will die regretting that I had to spend so much of my sons&#039; childhood earning a living, and as a fan who generally thinks Harry Chapin was the shit, that I fucking hate &quot;Cat&#039;s in the Cradle&quot;.
Word on the street is that Louie Gohmert and Ben Shapiro are trying to zombify his corpse to run third party.
He did seem entirely unsurprised when he arrived.
But the R&#039;s did take Weiner&#039;s seat in the special.
Not that the seat survived redistricting, of course. The court&#039;s approved plan carves a heavily D-leaning seat into three parts: an even-more-heavily D-leaning seat and two completely safe D seats. Bye bye Bob Turner.
Also, too: I&#039;m <em>overjoyed</em> that my home will no longer be in the same Congressional District as Seaford (home of Congress&#039; second most disgusting person named King, and it&#039;s a close race, but Pete is no Steve). Instead, it looks like Steve Israel will be my guy. I&#039;m very happy about that. Pete has a tough road ahead - whereas the old CD3 went McCain 52-47, his new district preferred Obama 51-47 - if we&#039;re lucky it&#039;ll be tough enough he&#039;ll retire, if we&#039;re <em>really</em> lucky he&#039;ll lose horribly in November muahahaha.
I agree, my balls can sweat, but they sure as hell can&#039;t generate heat while waiting for a bus in the cold. What was this thread about again?? Funny how we would all rather talk about the weather than whatshisface. So anyhoo, the pollen count here was 9.000 in ATL the other day! WTF??
We must protect the Loamland!
Aside from my now-cooling hatred for Breitbart (cooling only because he is too), I have to say, as a single father who will die regretting that I had to spend so much of my sons&#039; childhood earning a living, and as a fan who generally thinks Harry Chapin was the shit, that I fucking hate &quot;Cat&#039;s in the Cradle&quot;.
<i>&quot;I realized that the Democrat-Media Complex was playing for keeps.&quot;</i>
But failed to realize he was paranoid-delusional.
So long as they&#039;re posthumous, I&#039;m OK with that. Post-humus is even better, but that takes time.
He just loved this country so much!
<i>In my own home, I was trying to tell my wife why I was singularly focused ...</i>
&quot;It&#039;s penises, honey! Don&#039;t you understand? Penises! Big ones!!&quot;
I got out the tape measure.
Finally, she got it.
&quot;Not wanting to disappoint everyone, I made hopeful assurances that the story would not interfere with family fun.&quot;
In other words, I knew it was a total lie before I said it, but I said it anyway.
Not much difference than his &quot;journalism.&quot; And the work of that pathetic little punk James O&#039;keefe.
And, just for the fun of it, Sludge spells his name wrong. Nothing like giving a dead guy The Finger.