Comments on: The Dog Whimperer

By: annejumps

annejumps — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 13:38:11 +0000

It’s just ham-witted sneering. Assuming there is no question of neglect or abuse, how many children a couple chooses to have is their business and no one else’s.

Well, it would be nice if the family in question would mind their own business when it comes to the reproductive choices of others, but Sadly, No.

By: Jan Schoenmakers

Jan Schoenmakers — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 13:36:57 +0000

It fucking pisses me off when the 2006 riots in France are sold as “Muslim Riots” in the U.S. – by right-wingers anyway, but also by what one could consider “quality” press…I lived in France during the riots and I can give you my word and a piece of Ms. Joyce’s fried brain that these riots were about poverty and unemployment…and nothing else! The French government was about to pass a law making hire-and-fire easier and cutting back on workers’ rights for those under 30…a segment of the population with up to 25% unemployment already! In fear of ever worse conditions should the bill be passed, young unemployed people in the suburbs (only a smaller percentage of them migrants, and only a minority of these Muslims) rose to fight against this bill. It is sickening to see what a brainwash (not to say: outright lies) American media users get from their media…

By: pedestrian

pedestrian — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 20:07:31 +0000

When Gbear comes out in the morning
The mess gives him pains in the tushie.

Yeah, my tushie sometimes has pains in the morning too. I can’t really blame it on the raccoons though…

By: Smut Clyde

Smut Clyde — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 10:02:30 +0000

Due to an unfortunate clerical error, the photograph above has received the wrong caption. The caption was meant to read “Tammy Faye Bakker Appreciation Society (inaugural meeting)”.

By: Mr. Unhinged

Mr. Unhinged — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 06:23:10 +0000

I’ve always assumed that if John Derbyshire was capable of maintaining an erection for more than three minutes his vocation would’ve been very similar to that of Max Hardcore.

By: cryin'Mike

cryin'Mike — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 04:16:10 +0000

Thanks S,N! Baby! While I was there, I think I discovered why Cheney's against universal health care . He thinks we're all like him.

By: A. Raccoon

A. Raccoon — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 04:08:30 +0000

The dietary tastes of the raccoon,
Are broader than anyone thinks
From organic bugs and blueberries
To half eaten sausage links

My favorite is peanut butter
It’s better than leftover stew
It’s better than little green pellets
Yes hampsters, I’m better than you

I like to soak bread in the birdbath
To make it all soggy and mushy
When Gbear comes out in the morning
The mess gives him pains in the tushie.

By: Sadly No Baby

Sadly No Baby — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:46:10 +0000

I can’t imagine why anybody would want to stop crying.

http://www.theonion.com/content/opinion/i_cant_imagine_why_anybody

(I hope at least half that couples kids were like this)

By: Next-toLastMohicanMike

Next-toLastMohicanMike — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:41:46 +0000

Arrows For The War

Coxsackie, New York?

Nope. I live deeper in the s*** ( see what I hafta put up with :) Keep going (^NW)

By: Smut Clyde

Smut Clyde — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:37:21 +0000

“Our bodies are meant to be a living sacrifice,”
Regrettably, my mouth is an atheist.

By: Another raccoon

Another raccoon — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:32:59 +0000

ABOVE: A face only a raccoon could love
No way! Not even with blueberry ketchup!
I’m on a diet.

By: IncaMike

IncaMike — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:31:06 +0000

“Our bodies are meant to be a living sacrifice,”

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Aztecs?

By: Candy

Candy — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:05:23 +0000

Haha, mikey! I did lose that argument a few times, I must admit!

Smut, I wouldn’t have argued with Derbyshire. Id’a just kicked his ass. :)

By: mikey

mikey — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:02:10 +0000

Arguing with smart-alecky girls in hip huggers and midriff tops wearing too much blue eyshadow and about a gallon of Sweet Earth Patchouli cologne was not his thing.

Wow. Whaddaya know? I’m like a pastor or something.

‘Cause I argued with that same girl for hours on end, over and over again.

But that was just me patiently explaining why she needed to touch my junk.

Sometimes I even won the argument!

Yay!

mikey

By: Smut Clyde

Smut Clyde — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 02:52:30 +0000

“Riparian Sinks” perhaps does not work as a band-name, but even so this day has not been wasted, since I had never seen those two particular words in that particular combination.

The dietary tastes of the raccoon
Are broader than berries and grain.
It also eats insects and carrion,
And garbage left out in the rain.

I awoke with another eight verses in my mind, perfectly formed, but Wordpress eated them.

Arguing with smart-alecky girls in hip huggers and midriff tops wearing too much blue eyshadow and about a gallon of Sweet Earth Patchouli cologne was not his thing.
John Derbyshire missed his vocation.

By: Sadly No Terrier

Sadly No Terrier — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 01:32:25 +0000

Can I bark at something? please, please, please, please……
BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK, BARK,

thanks.

By: Candy

Candy — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 00:45:36 +0000

I remember my fourteen year old self sitting in the rectory talking with poor old Father Hart

Father Hart: Only people have souls, and go on to heaven.

Me: What?

FH: I said, only human beings are ensouled. Animals are not, therefore they cannot go on to heaven.

Me: Are you telling me my cat, who sleeps with me every night with her beautiful little furry head on my pillow, who pats my face with her paw when I’m crying, the cat I’ve had for all my life, practically . . . she’s not going to heaven?

FH: I’m sorry, but no.

Me: Then I don’t want to go there, either.

We went on in this vein for some time. I don’t harbor any resentment for the poor old man. He was a product of his generation, as much as he was of the church. i’m afraid I was a trial for him. I always wanted to argue. All he wanted to do was drink whisky and go fishing. Arguing with smart-alecky girls in hip huggers and midriff tops wearing too much blue eyshadow and about a gallon of Sweet Earth Patchouli cologne was not his thing. There wasn’t anything mean in his attitude, though. But this guy, and his multiple dead dogs . . . I agree the Humane Society should be keeping a weather eye on his household.

By: tigrismus

tigrismus — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 00:32:16 +0000

The dietary tastes of the raccoon,
Are broader than anyone thinks
Almost any food that’s opportune
After washing in riparian sinks.

By: pedestrian

pedestrian — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 22:58:59 +0000

After that the voices went quiet and refused to tell me the rest of the verse. A few more cups of coffee might wake them them up again.

Yeah sure, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, it went on for hundreds of stanzas and you could remember all of it if you could just get high! Don’t worry, dude, your aimlessly wandering opium-addled unfinished little scribble will get published in every English textbook in the US. Every high school teacher will tell their students to read it and not to do drugs, and every student won’t and will, respectively, and it will go down as the most successful “dog ate my homework” story in history.

Ermmm…. sorry, Herr Doktor, I guess i have some issues to work through.

By: Smut Clyde

Smut Clyde — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 22:34:27 +0000

The diet of the raccoon is extremely diverse.

The dietary tastes of the raccoon,
Are broader than anyone thinks…

After that the voices went quiet and refused to tell me the rest of the verse. A few more cups of coffee might wake them them up again.