Every three years or so, "like clockwork," your editor realizes he still works on the Internet because whatever Internet thing he edits must be forcefully updated to the Internet's current technologies, which in three years' time have usually gone so far beyond whatever publishing system of the past that there's no longer anyone alive who can
Yet, we never wriggle around in excrement. Oh sure...some the Wonketeers dig them some ass action, but I think that's more of the thrust boldly rather than wriggle.
I especially like the email bit. I get so much fucking Iranian spam (seriously...how is that possible? I don't go to Persian Porn sites), that getting an actual bit of email that as a bonus contains a larf is wonderful.
Hey now Mr. Nw__kel@aol.com, I take offense at your bad mouthing our beloved female Wonkettes! I idolize our fair sex commenters. As a matter of fact I’d like to put them all on a pedestal so I look up their dresses.
"hate-filled, foul-mouthed, intolerant ramblings" ??? I wish! I tried, but my fingers keep writing the other stuff, damn it.
Remember WWSPMHD? What Would Sarah Palin's Mannequin Head Do?
However, to placate Mr/Ms Happy in the e-mail, I will try to hold my tongue about personal appearance, except the female left icons who are objectively butt ugly. (NOTE to Michelle Obama: I'm just kidding, you are almost too beautiful.)
I was actually -59 at the start of the day and two of my 'comments' didn't even make it pass the new board of governors. I think I'll just hang over at the old shortsshortsshorts site and pretend it's still up.
I'm a lib, and I'm extremely intolerant. Intolerant of premature ejaculators and lousy kissers. Oh yeah, and I won't suffer fools gladly.
Since I can't magically transport a bottle of old scotch your way, Ken, I'll just give you a hearty kudos and huzzah for managing the Epic Wonkette Upgrade of 2010 with what I consider surprisingly few hiccups. I can only imagine the headache trying to integrate all the antediluvian software and information must have taken. The leftover Denton cooties alone makes me lightheaded to contemplate! You're a brave man, sir, strong and true. Feel better now?
Totally.
Sure! I'll need to the address to your Secret Desert Compound, though. I'm not an FBI or ATF agent. Promise!
I think economic reality sunk his ship. He will make a comment here on a semimonthly basis.
Yet, we never wriggle around in excrement. Oh sure...some the Wonketeers dig them some ass action, but I think that's more of the thrust boldly rather than wriggle.
I especially like the email bit. I get so much fucking Iranian spam (seriously...how is that possible? I don't go to Persian Porn sites), that getting an actual bit of email that as a bonus contains a larf is wonderful.
Some people who wander through here are just unclear on the Wonkette concept.
Especially females ones!
Hey now Mr. Nw__kel@aol.com, I take offense at your bad mouthing our beloved female Wonkettes! I idolize our fair sex commenters. As a matter of fact I’d like to put them all on a pedestal so I look up their dresses.
"hate-filled, foul-mouthed, intolerant ramblings" ??? I wish! I tried, but my fingers keep writing the other stuff, damn it.
Remember WWSPMHD? What Would Sarah Palin's Mannequin Head Do?
However, to placate Mr/Ms Happy in the e-mail, I will try to hold my tongue about personal appearance, except the female left icons who are objectively butt ugly. (NOTE to Michelle Obama: I'm just kidding, you are almost too beautiful.)
Race to the bottom! Yeeeeehaw!
I was actually -59 at the start of the day and two of my 'comments' didn't even make it pass the new board of governors. I think I'll just hang over at the old shortsshortsshorts site and pretend it's still up.
I'm a lib, and I'm extremely intolerant. Intolerant of premature ejaculators and lousy kissers. Oh yeah, and I won't suffer fools gladly.
Since I can't magically transport a bottle of old scotch your way, Ken, I'll just give you a hearty kudos and huzzah for managing the Epic Wonkette Upgrade of 2010 with what I consider surprisingly few hiccups. I can only imagine the headache trying to integrate all the antediluvian software and information must have taken. The leftover Denton cooties alone makes me lightheaded to contemplate! You're a brave man, sir, strong and true. Feel better now?