Friday, February 04, 2005

Hey, Remember In My Last Post...

...about the State of the Union when I said that the Iraqi woman, Sofia Taleb Souhail, who stood up during the speech looked like a fake, like she wasn't a "real" Iraqi at all? (Whatever "real" means in this case.) Well, someone less lazy than myself actually researched the situation and discovered that she was a convenient prop set up by BushCo. Who would have figured?


Blogger Hoodrow said...

Nice call, Mr. Unknown. Those cats have zero shame.

And hey, a pox on your house for tossing Mr. Brown under the boss. At least his heart was in the right place. Ya know, his lie is more Clintonesque, not really that big a deal. These jokers? C'mon now.

5:43 AM  
Blogger vortexia said...

glad you stopped by my blog, even if it was at a weird moment. you'll get used to those times ;)

3:06 PM  
Blogger marcythewhore said...

Marcy (me) has an advice column blogspot. Join in on the fun and see if you can win a Happy Ending at one of Marcy's (me) chain of Chicago based Massage Parlors.

To keep you up on the news, Tony G from Boston died at 1 pm yesterday, just hours before the Super Bowl game between the Patriots and Eagles kicked off (with a horrible rendition of White Beatle's songs played by the greatest White Beatle ever, Paul McCartney.....and you just know how white those pasty Englishmen are).

Tony G. from Boston watched the game from Heaven or wherever it is Italians go when they quit breathing. Me, personally, I'm into reincarnation. If I'd of died a few hours before the game you better believe that by kickoff time I'd be reincarnated a cheerleader on the sidelines.

That, or I'd be a Dago Bookmaker taking bets.

As for Happy Endings, Marcy (me) advises you to take the Eagles and the seven point spread. Which you can do if you happen to own a time machine.

Now Tony G. from Boston who died hours before the game, Tony G. is in a quantum space where he can come and go through the past and future however he sees fit. Though money don't mean shit to Tony G. until such time as he reincarnates into something tangible that watched Super Bowl games on television, and not from heaven.

My guess is that Tony G, the spiritous decarnate version at the present, is hording gold and silver for his next lifetime.

Good luck, Tony G......marcythewhore

8:14 AM  
Blogger UnknownColumn said...

Hoodrow, nah, I didn't mean to toss Mr. Brown under the bus. I just saw that picture and laughed and it had to do with lies so...

Vortexia, I like your blog and will definitely be heading back...weird moments and all.

Marcy, I checked your blog and I want to let you know that I am not white liberal republican...and I'm not that polite either. Now I just have to find out where this massage parlor of yours is at.

6:27 PM  

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