OT: After careful consideration of the economic, cultural, and societal impacts and consequences of the Reagen administration, and its subsequent adoration of current "conservative" believers (aka Wingnuts), I can come to only one inescapable recommendation:
Fuck Reagan's moldering corpse with a bag of salted rat dicks.
I don't recall that Raygun was really much of a heart-throb, despite the puff-piece shown above (probably arranged for, if not written by, his publicist.)
Fun fact: Ronnie made it to the rank of Captain in the Army Air Force ... while assigned to the First Motion Picture Unit througout WW2. It's not clear what wartime heroics (in Culver City, CA) earned him the rank, but at least his promotion to Major got squashed by higher-ups.
srsly? nail clippings are the problem? how about the OCD spaz whose whole day gets sidelined by the sight of a stray bit of clipped nail? She probably goes into convulsions if one of her co-workers shirt tags is turned out or has a hanging thread on a cuff. OH THE HUMANITY!
Condi has Tiffany fingernails and isn't a Square. I need more coffee.
According to Friedman, is it hip to be square?
OT: After careful consideration of the economic, cultural, and societal impacts and consequences of the Reagen administration, and its subsequent adoration of current "conservative" believers (aka Wingnuts), I can come to only one inescapable recommendation:
Fuck Reagan's moldering corpse with a bag of salted rat dicks.
I don't recall that Raygun was really much of a heart-throb, despite the puff-piece shown above (probably arranged for, if not written by, his publicist.)
Fun fact: Ronnie made it to the rank of Captain in the Army Air Force ... while assigned to the First Motion Picture Unit througout WW2. It's not clear what wartime heroics (in Culver City, CA) earned him the rank, but at least his promotion to Major got squashed by higher-ups.
"Well-muscled?"
He looks like he'd be on the receiving end of any sand-kicking.
*cough*Grenada*cough*
srsly? nail clippings are the problem? how about the OCD spaz whose whole day gets sidelined by the sight of a stray bit of clipped nail? She probably goes into convulsions if one of her co-workers shirt tags is turned out or has a hanging thread on a cuff. OH THE HUMANITY!