Oh, that’s riiiiiiight  – it’s April 15th, isn’t it?  Just about slipped my mind – taxes are due today.
‘Course, the fact that I e-filed back in January and got my refund around the first of February had something to do with that, I imagine.
Technological savviness.  It’s a Good Thing™.  (snicker)
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Besides being Tax Day, April 15th is also the day the Titanic sunk and Lincoln died. It’s also my birthday. Thanks to my two sons, I’m now the proud owner of a brand spanking new Springfield Armory 1911 A1 .45 cal pistol. Not too shabby.
Update: I just loaded the .45 after learning that Ward Churchill is currently speaking at Reed College, six blocks from my home here in Portland, Oregon.
“savviness” isn’t a word, Spatula. Go with “savvy” next time.
I hate PETA too, but 9/11 was still an inside job.
Terri Schiavo’s case was tragic and that husband of hers sure sounds like a felon to me, but the deaths of 11,000 Gulf War I soldiers due to radiation poisoning (not to mention the 600,000+ Iraqi citizens dead since 1989) is a MUCH bigger issue.
I’ll use whatever the Hell™ word I want to use, you cowardly little shit, and what the fuck do you think you’re going to do about it?
Glad you agree.
Oh, this  oughta be good.  Radiation poisoning???
Pass the popcorn, E-man.
Um, we dealt with that.  By getting rid of the murderer.
Haven’t you been paying attention? (snicker)
Sorry, I’ll use the official term “Gulf War Syndrome.” But how do you explain 79 deaths DURING the actual war (or ‘conflict’ or ‘intervention’ or whatever) somehow becoming 11,000 deaths within the next 14 years? Natural causes?
And the 600,000 Iraqi dead were not killed by Saddam. Some were, but most were killed by sanctions (~500,000), and bombing of schools and mosques (oops!), and of course our current occupation (120,000).
Of course the link falls away when I ask a big question. A question whose answer lies at the heart of the BIG LIE everyone is expected to believe, but fewer and fewer believe it each day. I suppose it wouldn’t be fair to expect an answer now that the link is gone…
But then again, it isn’t fair to tell your blog’s readers (insert small readership numbers joke here) that you are in Miami, then to wait a few days and tell them how somebody wimped out of a fight. The proper coordinates are TIME and PLACE. The latter (PLACE must be specified to within 100 yards) was never specified, so nobody wimped out. As you like to tell people, say it to my face. Elephant Man and any other punk who said something earlier, same goes for y’all.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Looks like Ima -Moron waits until he thinks “the coast is clear” before spouting off a bunch of bullshit bravado.
What a sniveling punkass bitch.
Your pussylike behavior would be hysterical if it weren’t so pathetic.
“Say to my face!” the chickenshit huffs and puffs.
Er, the last time someone tried to “say it to your face” you hid underneath a portable toilet for a week.
I heard it took a month before that blue stain came of your fat pimpled hide.
Now run on home and go suck your momma’s tit.