From a slashdot article:
It could almost be seen as a courageous effort if it wasn’t so fucktastically stupid.
Pray for the members of the President’s newly appointed commission to study intelligence capabilities. They are charged with studying the ways our nation gathers information and how it is used–specifically regarding weapons of mass destruction. Pray for Co-Chairs Charles S. Robb and Laurence H. Silberman and members John McCain, Lloyd Cutler, Richard Levin, Henry S. Rowen, William Studeman, Charles M. Vest and Patricia Wald.
The irony of that statement, of course, is that every one of those men has been praying that there are weapons of mass destruction somewhere in their region of interest. At times like this it seems that prayer is the only thing that can save America’s intelligence gathering community.
More wholesome advice from the Godly webmasters at Presidential Prayer Team Kids:
Pray for the kids in America to learn modesty and to realize that there is nothing cool about showing off your skin or wearing skimpy clothing.
What the Hell has that got to do with the President?
Something so awful that I actually couldn’t laugh.
Congratulations on your purchase of a brand new nigger! If handled properly, your nigger will give years of valuable, if reluctant, service.
The official Nigger Owner’s Manual.
Enjoy Goatsecookies for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
They’re the sweet you can have between meals, so the next meal FALLS OUT OF YOU WITHOUT TOUCHING THE SIDES.
Last night I had mild distraction of watching Big Fish, an overhyped pile of self-involved schmaltz directed by a retarded poltergeist inhabiting the body of Tim Burton. Engaging performances by almost everyone couldn’t hide the fact that they were inhabiting a vaseline-lensed 50’s world, like Edward Scissorhands but with its tongue lolling uselessly away from its cheek. Big Fish expends so much creative energy being “Heartwarming” and “Imaginitive” that it forgets to be “Entertaining”.
Oh yeah, and I am sick and I have a toothache.
James Brown visits a different kind of funky town.
[ Expresses shock that James Brown is really just an average dude aside from his extraordinary ability to sing and dance ]
Ooh baby. Like a stench machine.
Completed Quake III Platinum Release Bonus Levels Expansion Pack Sims Integration Rounds, Expert Edition? Thought it was a push-over?
It’s time to play the ultimate first-person self-assembled-furniture-em-up.
Nothing’s quite as scary as real life.