Put in 28.5 miles this Sunday on the bike path. My asshole hurts. Is there anything more American?
As a blogger, which is essentially a journalist, an emotional journalist, I’m backing The Obama Administration on the so-called AP-Leaks. I don’t think Freedom Of The Press means the Department Of Justice has to pretend they don’t get-off on tapping.
They’ll tap your sources. They’ll tap your phone lines. They’ll tap your ass. The constitution doesn’t mandate KY. Which is unfortunate, since I prefer a slippery slope.
I’m not into the taste of raw and angry. I prefer spit and blood, it’s loving.
As a blogger, which is essentially a bored guy, disciplined, but bored, I welcome the FBI into my world. Go ahead, start a file: “The Gregor File.”
Hey, I’m not bullshitting anyone.
Unlike Jerome Corsi, whose bullshit goes by the name of Swift Boat Veterans For Truth and Tea Party. Unlike The Koch Brothers, whose bullshit goes by the name of Americans For Prosperity. Unlike Donald Trump, whose bullshit goes by the name of Donald Trump.
Donald Trump’s Birther Bullshit was so rank, he even managed to offend bullshit artists. All these so-called conservatives should be investigated for spending gobs of money where gobs of money don’t belong.
IRS Probes. AP-Leaks. FBI Taps. Benghazi.
Not sure why I’m supposed to care. Least of all, not sure why I’m supposed to care about 2-Mile Wide Tornadoes.
Calling Eco Man. Come in, Eco Man. Hello? Are you there?
Oh, what a shock! He’s not responding.
Al Gore moved on and is now perfectly happy making shit-tons of money. He tried caring, only to discover the Golden Rule: caring is an expensive waste of time. Rumor has it, Al Gore’s asshole stopped hurting after his net worth hit the second hundred million.