[whistling, kicking a pebble…]

I’m in the hallway at Madison Square Garden leading out from Radio Row through the filing center to the escalator which leads into the convention. Karl Rove just passed me. He looked down on me smiling. It was the friendly smile of a man trying to make contact, not so dissimilar from the men who used to promise me things when I was a stripper twelve years ago in Chicago. […]

I think that Karl Rove should be outed as gay only because if their fundamentalist evangelical right-wing backers (I know that a lot of progressives are evangelical, I’m just talking about the conservative fundamentalists) knew that one of their masters, Karl Rove, is in fact gay — and there’s absolutely no crime in that — I think that might shake their fundamentalist evangelical base. That might be helpful in stopping people from voting against their best interests. […]

Gannon says that he met Rove only once, at a White House Christmas party, and Gannon is kind of small potatoes for Rove at this point in his career.

But Rove’s dominance of White House and Republican politics, Gannon’s aggressively partisan work and the ease with which he got day passes for the White House press room the past two years make it hard to believe that he wasn’t at least implicitly sanctioned by the “boy genius.” Rove, who rarely gave on-the-record interviews to the MSM (mainstream media), had time to talk to GOPUSA, which owns Talon. […]


Comments: 29


Hehehe. The first guy, hehehe.


I mean, hehehehe. I almost want to comment over there.


After searching out his picture, yep, he’s a beefcake studbottom. 🙂

Thanks Gavin. I’ve been entertained.


Don’t forget: Karl keeps a leather slave in the basement of the White House.


Hehehe, 20 years ago it would have been:

I like your Wang. 🙂


Tone it down, annie. This is a family-friendly site.

Lil' gary ruppert

Daddy, what’s a wang?


A wang son is something that the Liberal Media Elite want you to say and see, so we must not know what that word means to foil their project to turn you into a soddomite.

This is why I home schooled you and kept you shackled to your bed after I caught you peeking into Sally Henderson’s Bedroom.

With Love,



Ooops. The previous post was meant to be signed “Daddy Ruppert” Apologies.


I thought it was Dobson that really really wanted Lil G. to see one?


Are there any straight men in this most Christian of White Houses?


Karl Rove, the Roy Cohn of the Bushosphere– but nastier.


Yeah, that’s one mantastic White House.

Rove is just one of many in the Lavender Mafia that gets republicans elected. This should be fun.


Nice mac? What the fuck kind of pick up line is that?

Is this some sort of gay slang thing? That’s only a shade classier than “Nice shoes, wanna fuck?”.


“That’s only a shade classier than ‘Nice shoes, wanna fuck?’.”

Does that work?


Yes. Try it. Trust me, it works!!



Only on girls that you want to have no business fucking with a ten foot, borrowed cock.


let’s see your shoes, annie


“Yes. Try it. Trust me, it works!!’ (annieangel)

Liar. It didn’t work. I tried it 8 times and not once did I get a positive response. Timmah420, what does a no business ten foot borrowed cock girl look like? I need help, I’m in a slump.


Really? Tell me you actually did, that’s awesome.

We’re talking some real sluts here buddy, not your run of the mill, three bacardi breezes and she’s peeling the panties sluts.

I’d be happy to introduce you but for god’s sake use a jimmy hat.


Man, this place is turning into a boys’ club.

I blame annieangel, always talking about her ass and legs.


Sidhe, when you’ve got nothing else going for you, what are you supposed to do?

After all, education and personality are hard work. Poonani references are easy.

Gary Ruppert, tumescent

Poonani. Heh. Poonani… Poo-na-ni.


I admit, Jillian, that I’m not opposed to them now and again, but there are other things in the world. And I say that as a devoted fan and an owner.

Seriously. Go outside until you see something and come back and tell us about it. It’s not *quite* having a personality, but it’ll do in a pinch. And it can’t be healthy to stay in front of that mirror all day. I know fresh orange juice has lots of vitamin A, but you need sunlight, too.

Meanwhile, it’s getting more difficult to tell the real Gary from the fake Gary.


*sigh*. Vitamin D. What can I say, I’ve been up for three days with a migraine.

Carry on.


Aw…I thought I was being obvious. That last fake Gary was me.

Let’s face it, with this new bunch of conservatives it’s always, always, always about sex. Not the enjoyable kind of sex sensible, reality-based people engage in more than they talk about, but the darker, atavistic response to teh nastee that springs from the lymbic brain. It’s frightening and fascinating, all at the same time.

Too bad the conservatives can’t be funnier about it, but we sure as hell can.

But yes, I’m tired of annie’s legs and arse as well. Besides I’m a happily married man in his early 40’s with teenage children and frankly, I find seeing annie parade around in bra and panties to be rather unseemly.


Go outside until you see something and come back and tell us about it.

Go *outside*?!? That\’s nothing but unhinged, liberal, pre-9/11 thinking.


I never talk about my ass…and it’s you all who talk about my legs. And you’ve never seen me parading around in my bra and panties. Which I do, all the time, but you’ve never seen it.

You’re all obsessed!!


[stows high-powered binoculars]
D’oh! WTF was I doing that for?!?
[slaps self in forehead and drives back across US-Canadian border]


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