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August 17, 2006
They Am Wee
I was wondering how I was going to follow up yesterday's entry in which CJo complained about the retardedized Stem Cell debate being equated with a pre-fetus glob of a cell or two (which is destined for the garbage dump) with a 12-year-old kid who is about to be pulverized and then he realized that there's no follow-up to that.
What a let down for him, of course. And for me, also, since I was hoping to harness the awe-inspiring power of Thematics© by R. Lon Shrubbard.
Absent such a spoon-bending higher power to which to turn, however, I'm as lost as a canine in the desert stuck choosing between the people-fed up Democrats and Republicans. Apparently they got their people-feed-up by mashing up 12-year-old kids, so I hear.
So it's up to Winslow as a Caninite to lead the way through the void as a third-party candidate. Even after his bid for a Cabinet position fell through. And the news anchor position. I'd suggest he ABORT this latest exercise in futlity, but focus groups will tell him otherwise.
Anyhow, to wrap it all up, as one is wont to do at the end, in a story I broke nearly a year ago we learned that "the biggest shocker...Winslow is apparently Jewish...So the lovable liberal coyote clown who hangs out with and whose values are slowly being eroded by the nattering con-tot...Yeah, Winslow Lieberman sounds about right." No Future Goggles© required, Phil Collins.
Comments
Does this mean that George W. Bush is going to kiss Winslow soon?
Posted by: The Furnace at August 17, 2006 11:01 AM
