Maybe I need a new bumper sticker for my CafePress store: “Friends don’t let friends go to to Brussels and become genocidal maniacs”.

It’s far worse, BTW, than just MittBott being able to “save us” (read: nuke Iran). She has called both Hillary and Obama anti-Christs. I forget where and how many times, but for once in the video. I went ahead and left a comment about her fund-raising post inspired me to donate to the Obama campaign. My mine is still reeling from reading this blog finally. I am honestly stunned.

We used to make Peyote tea. Just grind up the buttons and steep ‘em in hot water. Mild weirdness ensues.

If you follow the recipe and cook ‘em into mesc, you get this foul smelling brown sludge that will make you vomit no matter how much chocolate milk you drink. Of course, even after you vomit you are frying for three days, and yeah, it’s totally worth it. But you’ll have to burn the single-wide to the ground, you’ll never get the smell out.

I got five or six tickets for peyote picking. No big, a thirty five dollar ticket and a judge telling you to “seek help”. Dude, that’s what I was doing when they wrote the fucking ticket!

Then there’s shrooms. Fuckers grow in cow patties. Yum, huh? You know you’re good, you wash ‘em, they’re in your hand, you KNOW, y’know? But stilll, your brain says “what if these are POISON?” (you have to hear it in the voice of the wicked witch from Oz). But finally, valor (or stupidity) being the better part of discretion, you chew the bastards up, wash ‘em down with more chocolate milk, and wait to either get off or die.

Good times…

mikey

There’s a shop in Berlin selling only absinthe (plus the drinking paraphernalia). I used to pass it on my way to sessions at the Marcus-Bräu brew-pub… I probably passed it on the way back as well, but I can’t remember that.

I dunno, Jen. I’m kinda with ya on the “idea” part.

“Do you?” I asked.

Teh Rapture? (hoping) Funny that she could take the vodka with her.

Paging Gavin – Pshop project stat!

Just like Britney Spears!

If this analogy is accurate, some other crazy person is writing Pammy’s posts while she’s jutting out her boobies.

It IS a photoshop job…right?

There’s a reality show on Bravo about late-forty-something bimbos right on the cusp of losing their looks. Pammy should look into that – “Real Harpies of Nassau County” should do well on daytime TV.

TRANSLATION: Dude, she swallows!

If you do a full-on nake, I’d buy it for a dollar.

*getting 9mm Glock*

Ah likes watchin her boobies bounse…

So, who’s going to be my body-guard at CPAC? Malkin already might try some of her cheerleading kicks on me…..But that wasn’t me who left that comment, it was another (Lex) Skink Tyree (Azagthoth). We are legion, you know.

Writing comments on someone else’s blog about murdering people is not welcome or appropriate. Nor is it funny.

Well, it’s awful good of you to come round here and point that out, since Atrios doesn’t have a place to do it himself.

FWIW, the comment in question is about as close to a “threat” as one invoking tar and feathers or pitchforks and torches – which is to say, not close at all. Beyond that, a comment that doesn’t mention any specific person or persons again can hardly be construed as a threat. And then there’s the whole issue of similar things being said by others and being ok, even the same words being used and being just fine.

Is it an inflammatory thing to say? Yeah, I guess it is. Is it a threat? Only to someone who isn’t thinking about it – at all – who assumes that yes, it is possible that the person making the comment could 1) muscle past the phalanx of security surrounding the unnamed figure(s) assumed to be the “target” of the “threat”, 2) kidnap those figure(s) and 3) take them to a guillotine that’s been set up and waiting, all while 4) holding the security and other law enforcement officials at bay while carrying out the “murdering”. All of which we know is commonplace occurence in modern-day America. The biggest mistake in making the comment was the failure to psychically divine that it was something that was acceptable for others to do, but not for me, that only when the comment came from my keyboard would it induce the vapors.

Guilty as charged. I guess if I was more with the group-think program, I would have known all this up front, eh?

The part of the past that I’m particularly focussed on is 12 years old, and comes in bottles labelled Oban.