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June 23, 2006
The Dirigibles
I won't harp on the fact that Winslow the liberal is spouting hawkish claptrap like "[the whatever] hate our freedom." I also won't harp on the magically changing blimp logo. And I won't get too hung up on a bee taking down a blimp.
I guess that only leaves the Hindenburg "joke" to comment on. And it sure is a real knee-slapper. The kind of joke that makes you say, "I didn't see that coming from 60-fucking-miles away."
If I could be so bold as to make a suggestion to Scott...
Hey, Scott. Next time, if you're going to joke about the Hindenburg, don't be afraid to go all out and let your characters be engulfed in flames and DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE.
Happy Friday!
Comments
My guess is Winslow, for no reason, transformed into becoming an annoying neo-con. Similar to how "Eek & Meek" morphed from a pair of mice, to a pair of half-men/half-mice hybrid, to a pair of men for no reason.
Next week, Winslow becomes a Christian and starts shouting anti-gay rants.....
Posted by: Charles Brubaker at June 23, 2006 10:03 AM
Oh the hilarity!
Posted by: Sacki at June 23, 2006 10:33 AM
I'm sure a low-quality Wal-Mart blimp could be punctured by a bee sting. Winslow should have paid up for the smartly designed, just slightly better Target version.
Posted by: Annie at June 23, 2006 02:41 PM
