and, as we’ve mentioned before, underappreciated. Feel his pain: feel the unassuageable pain of the mighty T Rex:
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Bear Attack Defense Strategy #1
The Booty Call of Cthulhu
Carrying on from our infamous Cthulhu Porn post (warning: CTHULHU GOATSE, THE ULTIMATE EVIL), we present the following. In case you read The Dunwich Horror, extrapolated (as is your wont) from the circumstances surrounding the conception of Wilbur Whatley, and wondered what kind of woman would do the dirty with Mister Big Himself, Cthulhu.
Behold:
It explains so very much.
A Few Good Men?
Well, more like A Few Men/Women/Undecided/We’reNotFussyAtThisPoint.
Seems the CIA is, as they periodically are, hiring, and as a specialized and important service, they have specialized and important expectations for their applicants, and thus they are marketing themselves to specialized and important people, like the legions of newly-“retired” Wall Street Former Masters of the Universe.
That’s right; in a Perfect Storm, a maelstrom of malevolently strategic males, the CIA is recruiting investment bankers.
Gawker charts the shocking congruence. Go read it. Hamilton’s done better with this than I ever could, so check out the snippet and then go to Gawker and read the whole thing and you’re welcome.
CIA: Did cocaine with Colombians and spent all night partying with hookers in a drug lord’s villa. It was a mission.
Bankers: Did cocaine with Colombians and spent all night partying with hookers in a Murray Hill co-op. It was Tuesday.
Quote o’ the Day: Crowns and Carnivores
From Tuffy, on the recent Michaelle Jean sealsickle incident:
“That seal heart ain’t eatin’ itself.”
And a close runner-up, from Jenny Quelque Chose at Gawker:
“Eat your heart out, Palin.”
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