Right this very minute, I am having this etched into aluminum and coated with high-polymer plastic, 1,000 times over, and buried in 1,000 time capsules across the world. A few copies are being jetisoned into space. I'm also jetisoning all over your mom's face, but that is a different matter alltogether.
Here is my ass
Which you may kiss.
Take time and aim well
You don't want to miss.
For if you aim low
And your lips they do fall
Then you will find
You'll be sucking my balls.
If you aim high
Despite your true heart
Sucks to be you
Now you're eating my fart.
JonKatz, author, Dead at age 14
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Sociology/fiction essayist JonKatz was found dead in his lonely house this morning. I'm sure we'll all miss him - even if you didn't read his columns you've probably flamed him on occasion. Truly a wannabe-Geek icon.
Sociology/fiction essayist JonKatz was found dead in his lonely house this morning. I'm sure we'll all miss him - even if you didn't read his columns you've probably flamed him on occasion. Truly a wannabe-Geek icon.
well, dubya's gonna win this race, so here's the likely scenario. two years from now, as is usual with congressional elections in an off-year with a new prez, congress goes to the dems. Then, it's ballot-gate time. lots of hearings and money spent with the dems finding something, anything, to impeach dumbass, whoops, i mean dubya, to get the repubs back for what they did to willie.
Well, that's how the framers of the constitution wanted it. They were, perhaps rightfully so, trying to protect the American people from "simple-minded majoritarianism." Of course, democracy is a different beast 200 plus years later (democracy, at the time, was intended for white, land owning, males) and it should be time to change the system for electing the president.
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Right this very minute, I am having this etched into aluminum and coated with high-polymer plastic, 1,000 times over, and buried in 1,000 time capsules across the world. A few copies are being jetisoned into space. I'm also jetisoning all over your mom's face, but that is a different matter alltogether.
Here is my ass
Which you may kiss.
Take time and aim well
You don't want to miss.
For if you aim low
And your lips they do fall
Then you will find
You'll be sucking my balls.
If you aim high
Despite your true heart
Sucks to be you
Now you're eating my fart.
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a grid cluster of these?
Sociology/fiction essayist JonKatz was found dead in his lonely house this morning. I'm sure we'll all miss him - even if you didn't read his columns you've probably flamed him on occasion. Truly a wannabe-Geek icon.
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the essence of a first post.
excellent.
Sociology/fiction essayist JonKatz was found dead in his lonely house this morning. I'm sure we'll all miss him - even if you didn't read his columns you've probably flamed him on occasion. Truly a wannabe-Geek icon.
Hotmail servers ran openBSD? of freeBSD? or some other type of *BSD, which by the way is dying.
when'd they switch?
Okay you slashdot pervs, johnny law is coming to get you! You shoulda used a stolen credit card, cocksuckas! Rot in prison loosers!
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This was better in Rot13. Thank you.
um, i though that was what the house of reps was all about.
watch it happen.
hear hear!
texas
you are correct, the electoral college has nothing to do with race. how could you possibly get so confused over a simple post?
Well, that's how the framers of the constitution wanted it. They were, perhaps rightfully so, trying to protect the American people from "simple-minded majoritarianism." Of course, democracy is a different beast 200 plus years later (democracy, at the time, was intended for white, land owning, males) and it should be time to change the system for electing the president.
"But President Bush snorted coke, why can't I?"
in hindsight, i thought the same thing about the length. nice gag, though. good job.
ah, to be in the presence of the master . . . go Bob!