Sorry kids, no time for blogging today, my socialist postal comrade just delivered the July DICK, which I usually use as a harsh laxative. Although there’s always a Dick on the cover, the mag is not totally dedicated to the current Dick ‘o the walk, Dick Cheney; they cover every swingin’ dick that’s made it into the Dickipedia, as well as most of the worthy contenders. But if dicks keep popping out of the woody-work, they may have to go to a weekly publishing schedule.
“Look out behind you!” – An ancestral Rethuglican deception ploy The ability of primates to deceive a perceived competitor for access to resources or mates conferred obvious survival advantages on those who mastered it. So successful were the results that their victims had to develop effective countermeasures. In time, they evolved the ability to detect physiological clues– facial expressions, vocal …
The July RETHUGBOT came today; who’s gonna clean up this mess? Sorry boys and girls, no time for blogging today, I got sucked into (ha ha ha) reading a free trial copy of RETHUGBOT, the latest liberal rag keeping track of the psycho-ego-maniacal wags ‘o the right. Like that’s really possible. I heard it’s being written by a bunch of …
Seems like you can’t turn on the tee vee these days without being assaulted by the tortured logic of Dick Cheney. His recent flailings have been focused on massaging a flacid argument for brutality against America’s foe’s, especially the one’s we have in leg irons. But now he’s managed to interject himself into yet another battle raging on the front lines of the war on culture culture war. Sure, closeted gay Republicans have become passé in Washington since the sequestering of the Bush sock puppet down in Dallas, but Dick is on the loose again, and this time he’s got a hard-on for sweet young stud named Spencer.
“We decided we needed some enhanced techniques.” —Dick Cheney “WE” did?? So, just who is “We,” Dick? Do you have a turd in your pocket? Surely you don’t mean that dry-drunk Bush boy, do you? Do you mean you and your daughter Liz, who, like you, doesn’t believe waterboarding is torture? Just merely “harsh” interrogation? You know, Dick, as a …
Sean “Horse Apples” Hannity and Bill “Tiny Gerkin” OReilly are two Irish Blagards who would love to see President Obama destroy America, just so they could say “I told you so.” But if you can overlook that snit of insanity, you have to admit, they’re just too cute not to like, aren’t they?
The Apocalypse just keeps on coming; this month, Dick says to Jesus, “I can take that there dove off your hands with one shot.”
Got my June Issue of Apocalypse Magazine today, even though my subscription expired a year ago, there have been massive layoffs and firings of writers and staff, and the company is in receivership. Now ain’t that America for you and me. When I first subscribed, I didn’t realize that there was another meaning for the word apocalypse, product of popular culture that I am.
