Category Archives: Foul-Mouthed Demagoguery
Eight Ball Out, or: Two And A Half Grams
But I’m not gonna do that, because believe it or not, I actually have some sympathy for Charlie. Not much, and certainly not for his general behavior in life. It’s hard to wish anything but a hard stretch in the pen for a man who beat his wife, assaulted a hooker, and starred in The Wraith. Continue reading
…Lest Ye Become A Monster
Back when I politely asked not to have my spine adjusted every 8/10ths of a second from Logan to Tampa, you were Brainiac SuperParent who didn’t need child rearing assistance from anyone. But now that you need to actually do something, you’re Blanche DuBois with a trick knee and a partial lobotomy. Hump your own diaper bag, genius. And count yourself lucky I didn’t spray foam insulation into the stroller seat so your kid gets scoliosis… or spray something else so he gets herpes. And probably ringworm… Continue reading
Tragedy Is When I Cut My Finger
So, remember: if we have learned nothing else this week, we have learned one important thing: SARAH PALIN HATES… [read more at link] Continue reading
The Left-Handed Gun
Pee-Wee Herman’s been enjoying a resurgence this year – his live LA stage show this past winter was consistently sold out – thanks to Generation X who, as we approach middle age. view the characters from our childhood through a lens of nostalgia thick enough to filter out just how Goddamned annoying they were. [read more at link] Continue reading
Prop 8 From Outer Space
Look: where the rubber hits the road, I’m nothing but a 39-year-old drunk who does a little programming, but even I know that if you don’t want people to commit sodomy? Don’t design them with TWO EXTRA DICK-SIZED HOLES ON THEM. [read more at link] Continue reading