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Archive for September 7th, 2007

September 7, 2007

Change your diaper, son

Posted by TFG on 7th September 2007

Thompson Buzz Seems To Fade Before His Campaign Even Starts

Wlady Pleszczynski, editorial director for the conservative American Spectator magazine, says the long, slow rollout of Thompson’s campaign has backfired.

“So far this year he’s been a big tease, and . . . (it has) undermined his implied claims to being a real man. A real man doesn’t have things both ways,” Pleszczynski said.

Sorry, Wlady, but you’re a political journalist selling magazines to the choir - you don’t count, much. Most Americans mostly wish that all you poli-sci jerks would go hide in a salt dome. I’m a conservative, and I conservatively wish that I didn’t have to read fifty gajillion recaps of 10 gajillion debates by five gajillion candidates trying to appeal to 2.5 gajillion voters.

Personally, I’m going to vote for Fred because he waited until 14 months before the election. If someone shows up next August, I’ll vote for them.

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And then today…

Posted by TFG on 7th September 2007

I thought I was going to the dentist to get my all-new micro-measured snap-in teefies, and I end up with two-hour session in the dentist chair and a fresh filling and sore jaw and a freaking screaming GDMFSOB headache to beat the band.

To top it off, I only get 1/2 of the GDMFSOBing teeth that I paid for a month ago, because the GDMFSOBing dental floss doesn’t “snap” the way he wants it to.

I now understand why dentistry was so long to come to the frontier. Had I been blessed with a sidearm, I would have shot the GDMFSOB. And I like the guy…he’s a good dentist. But enough’s enough, dammitt. Gimme me my fucking teeth.

The pisser is they tell me it’ll only be a week before the four-figure teeth come back from a lab, and I know it’ll be another GDMFSOB month.

I’m telling you now…smoke like a chimney, drink like a fish, eat like a horse…doesn’t matter. There’s nothing worse than screwing up your teeth, so brush ‘em, floss ‘em, and go get ‘em cleaned about six times a year. I was seriously contemplating how much better the sweet embrace of the grave would be today at 1:45 in the pee-emm. Anything to avoid another 120 minutes of strangers poking around in your GDMFSOBing mouth.

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