Posted by TFG on 6th November 2008
Why’s there NFL on Thursday night before Thanksgiving? Thank goodness, though…my man Jay Cutler is racking up the points.
Here’s another Huh? Why the hell is the media (teevee was on at the Bitter Old Man’s Lounge) still talking about Sarah Palin? SHE LOST, you dipshits. Go and cover The Lightworker — ask him why the market has done a Wide World of Sports Acapulco cliff dive since the polls closed.
Or are you worried, you sniveling little weasels? I would be, if I were in your [insert poncy footwear here because I don't know]. In the immortal words of Jimi Hendrix, “coming to getcha.”
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Posted by TFG on 6th November 2008
In no particular order:
Jim Treacher
Jeff Goldstein
Francis Poretto
Alan Sullivan
John Weidner
Iowahawk
Velociman
Big Dick Stanley
Diller, who should have a blog of his own
The R Man, who should ditto
But most especially Charles “Chuckles” Austin, who does a fine job managing my mercurial emotions without a molecule of knowledge that he does so, and causing so many firing neurons it’s not funny…in fact, it’s slightly aggravating, because I have to go research shit I can otherwise pretend like I already know.
Seriously, after six and a half years, I often can’t figure out why I sit down and do this* stupid hobby every night. Those cats up there keep it fun, invigorating, and worthwhile, and they’ve done awesome work in this horrifying election season. You would do well them to plug them into your Google Reader.
* Well, yeah…booze.
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