America's most vocal light bulb sex toy fetishist Rep. Steve King had a hot little pile of mouth poop to share with his constituents regarding his personal vision for doling out U.S. work visas to immigrants, by comparing these humans to dogs: “You want a good bird dog? You want one that’s going to be aggressive? Pick the one that’s the friskiest … not the one that’s over there sleeping in the corner.” It goes without saying that Steve King volunteers to personally put a leash on each visa applicant and test for "friskiness," with his light bulb.
You can tell how long someone has lived in Austin by them telling you how much cooler things were 'X years ago'. As in "Wow, so many live bands each night in Austin." "Oh, you should have been here 15 years ago. I saw blah-blah-blah at the Hole in the Wall before they got popular.
Oh please. You sound like a Londoner (or a Portlander), poormouthing the place to keep people away. I lived in Marin and San Jo for forty years, and yeah, you always take a sweater (or a ski jacket if you're going to Candlestick), but half the time (okay, a third) you don't need it.
And the spring and fall are gorgeous. Politics, also, too.
Just tell the dog&#039;s anal gland <a href="http:\/\/youtu.be\/u31FO_4d9TY" target="_blank"> &quot;express yourself&quot;.</a> We don&#039;t want no anal glands sleeping in the corner.
If it&#039;s Pete, then I&#039;m afraid your loss is my gain, I&#039;m in both the old and new 3rd. Steve Israel will be my guy, which I&#039;m happy about (but my boss isn&#039;t, screw him! :P)
Looks like Pete has yet another no-name Dem to run against, which is a shame because his new district went about as strongly for Obama (51-47) as his old one did for McCain (52-47), so a frontline candidate would have had an excellent chance of unseating him before he became the default no-change option for the half of the new NY-02 he has never represented (especially as he&#039;s really not used to running against top-tier opponents)
We&#039;ve got one in that advanced stage and it is an odd kind of heartbreak. Our pitty&#039;s in hoomin year #13. He is a pampered, always-indoor ex-show dog. (He early on outgrew his confirmation and that&#039;s how we got him.) It is so hard not to get sad every time I look at him; knowing we are close and dreading it. They are such a stoic breed that they don&#039;t show their pain much. So the end is often a fall-off-the-cliff thing.
There&#039;s an urn on my wife&#039;s dresser in which resides the ashes of the last precious pampered pitty we had. Within a year there will surely be two.
You can tell how long someone has lived in Austin by them telling you how much cooler things were &#039;X years ago&#039;. As in &quot;Wow, so many live bands each night in Austin.&quot; &quot;Oh, you should have been here 15 years ago. I saw blah-blah-blah at the Hole in the Wall before they got popular.
Oh please. You sound like a Londoner (or a Portlander), poormouthing the place to keep people away. I lived in Marin and San Jo for forty years, and yeah, you always take a sweater (or a ski jacket if you&#039;re going to Candlestick), but half the time (okay, a third) you don&#039;t need it.
And the spring and fall are gorgeous. Politics, also, too.
Just tell the dog&#039;s anal gland <a href="http:\/\/youtu.be\/u31FO_4d9TY" target="_blank"> &quot;express yourself&quot;.</a> We don&#039;t want no anal glands sleeping in the corner.
Pete or Steve?
If it&#039;s Pete, then I&#039;m afraid your loss is my gain, I&#039;m in both the old and new 3rd. Steve Israel will be my guy, which I&#039;m happy about (but my boss isn&#039;t, screw him! :P)
Looks like Pete has yet another no-name Dem to run against, which is a shame because his new district went about as strongly for Obama (51-47) as his old one did for McCain (52-47), so a frontline candidate would have had an excellent chance of unseating him before he became the default no-change option for the half of the new NY-02 he has never represented (especially as he&#039;s really not used to running against top-tier opponents)
That dog don&#039;t hunt.
Mouth poop. You mean he brushes his teeth with dog shit?
The return of the Prodigal Snark.
We&#039;ve got one in that advanced stage and it is an odd kind of heartbreak. Our pitty&#039;s in hoomin year #13. He is a pampered, always-indoor ex-show dog. (He early on outgrew his confirmation and that&#039;s how we got him.) It is so hard not to get sad every time I look at him; knowing we are close and dreading it. They are such a stoic breed that they don&#039;t show their pain much. So the end is often a fall-off-the-cliff thing.
There&#039;s an urn on my wife&#039;s dresser in which resides the ashes of the last precious pampered pitty we had. Within a year there will surely be two.
Our country...&#039;tis an embarrassment.
Republicans in Pocahontas, Iowa.
Pocahontas, Iowa.
<i>POCAHONTAS FUCKING IOWA?</i>
It&#039;s a sorry state of affairs when Pete King is not the worst person named King in Congress.
Are the sleeping dogs brought across the border by coyotes?
Steve King - the Paul Lynde of the Republican Party.
No immigrants sleeping in the corner? I think that is code for siesta and sombreros.
<em>Here I come to shit on your day</em>
-- Steve King