Quite frankly, OMFG how pathfuckingthetic can this be? raincoaster's given out links to moronic URLs before but this is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay outtaline.
Check the spelling. Check the punctuation. Check the whatever… and realize that this is the top WordPress blog today.
Then go bang your head against the wall and wonder why some people are allowed within thirty feet of the alphabet, when clearly they pose a danger to society and themselves.
So there are any number of Americans fighting the aggressive fight in Iraq or in Washington, the fight for their lives.
Meanwhile Christopher Walken has chosen to fight it this way, and he's Christopher Walken, so who's going to tell him not to, eh?
Although he has some tough competition.
Vote for your ruler
When I first came to your planet and demanded your homes, property and very lives, I didn't know you were already doing so, willingly, with your own government. I can win no tribute from a bankrupted nation populated by feeble flag-waving plebians. In 2008 I shall restore your dignity and make you servants worthy of my rule. This new government shall become a tool of my oppression. Instead of hidden agendas and waffling policies, I offer you direct candor and brutal certainty. I only ask for your tribute, your lives, and your vote.
— General Zod
Your Future President and Eternal Ruler
Yep, there's a website out there for every conceivable service.
Looking for some exotic child-pervin' action on your next vacation? Then you need to click here to contact Wicked Adventures Travel and book your holiday to the Philippines or Thailand. Note that your "preferred companion" can be chosen from several categories: 12 and under, 13-14, 15-16, 16-17, or 18 and older. Charming.
From BoingBoing comes word of a new computer game. Based on the classic Wolfenstein, wherein you run around shooting Germans (who scream "Ach, mein leiben" as they collapse) in this one you are a prisoner at Guantanamo Bay.
Naturally you have no weapons. Naturally your hands are bound. Naturally at the unveiling…
most people were just mad that they weren't able to do much but get beat up.
That'd be what we 'round these parts call a "well duh."
I have been praying for video of this momentous event, the moment when Kiefer took the crown from James Dean. And, at last, thanks to Defamer, I have it.
Still.
You can take the boy out of Canada, but you can't take Canada out of the boy; what the camera doesn't catch is Kiefer politely asking in advance if he can pay for all damage he's about to perpetrate.
"I hate that f***ing Christmas tree," he declared. "The tree HAS to come down."
Kiefer warned staff: "I'm smashing it – can I pay for it?"
A staff member replied: "I'm absolutely sure you can, sir,"
before immediately taking cover. He saw that look in Kiefer's eye.
Pulling pine needles out of his hair and t-shirt, he said to a hotel employee: "Ooh sorry about that…you're so cool. This f***ing hotel rocks."
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