The Top 10 Years Of The Decade
We want in on the end-of-the-decade list pr0n, thank you very much:
10. 2001: The year started ominously with a peasant blouse revival and only got worse with the worst thing that ever happened ever. Thankfully, a new generation of wiser heads with larger nutsacks would prevail in the cauldron of the very next year, and both transgressions would be avenged to this very day.
9. 2009: Some say that 2003 was worse. You know who also said 2003 was worse? Hitler, that’s who.
8. 2007: Historians will remember this year as the calm before the storm, but also as the unending nightmare two years after the hurricane. And how many Olympic gold medals did America win in what is now regarded as a nebish of a year? Hint: Just three, and they were in rhythmic gymnastics.
7. 2003: On the one hand, 2003 saw the end of a tyrant who cut off people’s hands. On the other hand, the hand just referred to was blown off in the effort to topple that same hand-cutting tyrant.
6. 2000: In 2000, it was still possible to trick non-Dilbert readers into paying you to fix their Y2K bugs. But not really. Fitting for a year that was confused as to whether it even belonged in the decade under review at all.
5. 2006: Dick Cheney shot this year in the face. Can’t say we blame him.
4. 2002: Ahh, those innocent days of 2002, as yet unspoiled by the alarming realization that you just took a massive dump on every principle you ever held out of simple, shorts-staining cowardice.
3. 2005: Goldman Sachs gave the GNP of this year to a junior trader as a year-end bonus, some of which eventually trickled down to a coke dealer we know.
2. 2004: In 2004, the American people set an example for the world in their remarkable tolerance for four-year assfuckings.
1. 2008: An energetic young politician was poised to replace an aging failure. A corrupt financial system came tumbling down to make way for a new era of reform. In the distance, if you squinted your eyes just so, the rainbow coats of the gathering ponies could be glimpsed by the pure of heart. And as the whisper of their whinnies came to you on winds of change, you swore they formed the words, ‘You betcha.’
Don’t think of the past. Think always of the future, and how much worse it is bound to be.
even folks who know their history will be condemned to repeat it, along w/ the rest of us schmoes. jeez, i can’t wait.
Please, sir. May I have some more?
Eh… The Gorillaz and the Korean New Wave
Oh yeah, and this was seriously the best decade for TV
I always thought nebbish had two bs.
Oooh, I’m gettin’ starbursts from this one.
Clean slate to befoul in a few short days! Very short days.
Bush was inaugurated?
Also, I’d be with Hitler on ’03 being worse, except that ’09 has the honor of hosting the Creed reunion tour, which makes Hitler look like a piker in comparison.
Bush was inaugurated?
The Chinese got to look inside our spy plane.
Betcha didn’t remember that relatively tame episode of jingoism, did ya?
U-2, Aristophanes? That was the Russians, wasn’t it?
I’m getting so old that it’s hard to distinguish the decades from the centuries.
Which explains how the Chinese were able to take over the Panama Canal.
No wonder those locks haven’t been working right. Lately they seem to break after just a few cycles.
And an hour later, you want to cross the isthmus again.
It’s time for another War on Isthmus.
There was an incident in April 2001 where a US spyplane flirting with Chinese airspace in the South China Sea hit a PRC fighter jet and had to land on Hainan Island (the fighter jet crashed and its pilot was killed). The crew of the US plane was detained and the Chinese got a good look inside the surveillance craft before they released it back to the US.
There was a lot of jingoistic bitching on the part of wingnuts and villagers about all this. Interestingly, it never occurred to them to think about how they would feel if PRC spy planes were operating 70 miles off the US coast, tapping our communications and whatnot.
when do we get back to the years with president’s penis in them?
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Interestingly, it never occurred to them to think about how they would feel if PRC spy planes were operating 70 miles off the US coast, tapping our communications and whatnot.
How dare the Chinese try to spy on our citizens! Only we can spy on our citizens!
I once got a good look inside a surveillance craft, but the curvaceous pilot steered clear of full consummation.
oops, i forgot – that’s only in years with the letter ‘R’
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Let’s not get shellfish, TV.
(tries very hard to think of limpet pun, but can’t so just has to clam up instead)
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Some of my best friends are cockles and mussels, but the cockles tend to be sensitive about “going limpet.”
i hear where sarah palin might have “going limpet” ready for publication by next summer
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The Incredible Mr. Limpet
The eternal debate in the non-Barney-Fife Don Knotts oeuvre: this or The Ghost and Mr. Chicken?
Don’t think of the past. Think always of the future, and how much worse it is bound to be.
“The past is history.
The future – a mystery.
But today is a gift.
That’s why we call it the present.”
Will write doggerel for food.
The Incredible Mr. Limpet
Heh. I’d forgotten about that, but actually saw it in a drive-in-theeyater as a mere whelk– er, whelp.
Will send food for merciful cessation of doggerel!
The Incredible Mr. Limpet
The eternal debate in the non-Barney-Fife Don Knotts oeuvre: this or The Ghost and Mr. Chicken?
Trick question, the true winner is The Apple Dumpling Gang.
if sarah palin married don knotts, she would be known as constance bivalve
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actually saw it in a drive-in-theeyater
I am envious! Curiously, one of my only memories of seeing a drive-in movie is also fish-related: Piranha.
I was too young and am now scarred for life. Even fish sticks make me nervous.
I now know that Piranha was scripted in part by the great (leftie) John Sayles. Weird.
if sarah palin married don knotts
Oh, jeez– don’t get me started on what their kids’ names might be.
Fish sticks are enough to make any Right-Thinking organism nervous.
Trick question, the true winner is The Apple Dumpling Gang.
I understand your reasoning, though I vociferously disagree.
However, as you did not mention Mr. Furley, I simultaneously offer you the greatest of respect.
Would I get a bounce by mentioning Flubber at this point?
Fish sticks are enough to make any Right-Thinking organism nervous.
Don’t trust the Gorton’s fisherman.
If God had meant fish to be served in stick form, He would have placed them on a different evolutionary branch.
‘Kay, time for sleep– and in the morning I will undoubtedly Have a Life.
(Still pining for that Deus ex machina)
Speaking of different evolutionary branches,
humbly submitted for consideration as wingnut of the week
http://thehayride.com/2009/12/are-congressional-democrats-aiming-to-shut-down-natural-gas-industry/
Oh No! The world’s shitiest website has hacked the magnificent Sadly No!
Me too! Me too! Top-10 lap-dogs of the decade:
10. Carrie Prejean. Bigot, hypocrite, dumb as a plank, also Great American Conservative.
9. Armstrong Williams. Remember him? Proving that “welfare queen” is defined only by whose teat you suck on.
8. Mark Sanford. Heroically rejected one stimulus, walked the Appalachian trail to find another.
7. Colin Powell. Allegedly sensible, yet gang-raped his reputation in front of the whole world.
6. Katherine Harris. Too crazy for anything but shovelling Chimp’s shit.
5. Bernie Kerik. A Chimperor codpiece hero turned epic background check Fubar.
4. Michael Steele. What Up? I can haz FAIL. Word.
3. Alberto Gonzales. A criminal lap-dog, too, but such a feckless asshat that even Tom Coburn lost patience with him.
2. Jeff Gannon. Scott McClellan’s outlet receiver.
1. Samuel Wurzelbacker, aka Not Joe, Not the Plumber. McCain’s magical disappearing campaign prop.
This past decade also had THREE leap years in it, whick thankfully, won’t be repeated in this decade. Leap Years ranked from best to worst: 2000, 2008, 2004.
No mention of Bible Spice?
OMG 4 Heaven’s s8k!
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Don’t trust the Gorton’s fisherman.
I lost all patience with him when he started shilling for the Islanders.
America needs to do something about these shiftless socialism-loving welfare bums in Washington DC!
So…
Is it the Shit Sammich Decade?
The Poop Panini?
The Feces Focachia?
The Turd Torpedo?
The Crap Croque-monsieur?
I dunno.
This crap is from the 90s, but somehow it represent how I feel about the world today. The corporatism, the meaningless riffs on actual history, the suckitude of Long Island.
http://www.sportslogos.net/images/logos/1/19/full/890.gif
when do we get back to the years with president’s penis in them?
It comes a 3-president cycle. First president playing with his dick, second president being a dick, third president having no dick.
No mention of Bible Spice?
OMG 4 Heaven’s s8k!
Miss Wasilla exists on another list, a list of people they hoped would be a lap-dog but turn out to be a pathological camera-humper. Actually, it’s not a list at all, it’s just Palin. When American Idol met national politics.
Ahh yes, at last, after ten long years, the stars have aligned in our favor once more – & we of The Tribe That Can Count get to piss everyone else off AGAIN!
“a year that was confused as to whether it even belonged in the decade under review at all.”
Unless you can dig up an Almanac for the Year 0, I’ve got some bad news for you.
STILL ONE YEAR LEFT!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I have proof that wingnuttia is a pandemic.
Errrrrrrrr, there was an Olympics in 2007?
How, um, special.
No mention of Bible Spice?
The fact is, Sarah was originally on the list but she quit. Youbetcha. Also.
I’m trying to get the years in their proper order but I need help with one question that will settle things.
The Republicans destroyed the economy and any hopes I had of having any dignity when I’m to old to work. So will I still be a vegetarian if I have to eat mud cakes and grass? Or will I have to just give up on the dream and live on catfood?
I think that makes you a geophagist, Stryx.
…not that there’s anything wrong with that…
Or perhaps Chinese
Mud Cakes.
Instead, like jim said, we pay these people.
Let me correct that. American taxpayers subsidize the price of grain, causing mud cakes.
So, yeah 2008 is look like a leader.
Top 10 Years of the Decade:
10. This one.
9. I am easily distra…oooh shiny!
Unless you can dig up an Almanac for the Year 0, I’ve got some bad news for you.
Found one, but it’s in Khmer.
Slogan for the 00’s:
It was the worst of times; it was the worst of times.
Slogan for the 00’s:
Time flies when you’re suffering the tortures of the damned.
No mention of Bible Spice?
See: 2008.
The Blows, spelled Bl00s
This decade was bullshit.
Please, someone tell me that your thirties are better than your twenties, even if the world is overheating and corporatists are running the country.
Is it too early to start drinking? At work?
Found one, but it’s in Khmer.
Well, Khmer and translate it for us.
Please, someone tell me that your thirties are better than your twenties
Um, well, you don’t get hungover as much, which is a good thing.
But that’s more because you can’t tolerate as much alcohol, which is not
Slogan for the 00’s:
We had to be called the Zeroes. Look who was President for most of us!
Um, well, you don’t get hungover as much, which is a good thing.
Whoa, what path of self-destruction are you careening down, pal? ‘Cos that hasn’t been my experience at all.
Yeah, well:
The Top 10 Decades of the Past Year
10. January 1999 to January 2009 — kind of skunky
9. September 1999 to September 2009 — minty, with overtones of brass
8. March 1999 to March 2009 — had a toe-tapping intensity but stumbled in the clutch
7. July 1999 to July 2009 — a tad schmaltzy
6. October 1999 to October 2009 — strong enough for a man, made for a woman
5. April 1999 to April 2009 — like a kiss from the rose on a grave
4. August 1999 to August 2009 — genuine fruit flavor nestled between two all-beef patties
3. May 1999 to May 2009 — heh, like I even need to explain?
2. October 1999 to October 2009 — the decade so nice we listed it twice
1. December 1999 to December 2009 — PENIS
Bookmark, this, libs, also.
Um, well, you don’t get hungover as much, which is a good thing.
But that’s more because you can’t tolerate as much alcohol, which is not
*cry*
You were supposed to lie!
Please, someone tell me that your thirties are better than your twenties
So far, my experience is that 40s:30s::30s:20s::20s:10s. That is, in each decade things change the same way: you have more experience and therefore have both the possibility of making better decisions and the chance for better self-recrimination when you don’t; you know better what you want and know better why you likely won’t get it; you get more pleasure from the little things and have less opportunity to enjoy them; your body decays faster and further but since your mind is decaying as well you don’t care.
To put it another way, my 40s suck, but less so than my 30s, which in turn sucked less than my 20s. YMMV.
You were supposed to lie!
Whoops. Ignore my previous post. All may yet be well.
#4 on the list is like a black hole sucking in everything within reach of its unrelenting pull.
Whoa, what path of self-destruction are you careening down, pal?
DA, I’m Finn. We can hold our liquor. So when in my 20s I could suck down a bottle of añejo AND swallow the worm, by the time I was 35, I lost my taste for tequila…it makes me want to vomit.
*SOB*
Whoops. Ignore my previous post. All may yet be well.
The idea that things will suck less is quite enough for me at this point.
So when in my 20s I could suck down a bottle of añejo AND swallow the worm, by the time I was 35, I lost my taste for tequila…it makes me want to vomit.
Oh, shit. I can hardly stomach tequila now. If I progress at the same rate, I’ll only be able to drink warm milk by the time I’m 35.
Sympathies, actor – I got over tequila in my late teens after a particularly gruesome trip to San Felipe. Only just started sampling the finer varieties without retching … a big block of my brain still associates all tequila with Cuervo.
So when in my 20s I could suck down a bottle of añejo AND swallow the worm, by the time I was 35, I lost my taste for tequila
Possibly because your digestive tract is a writhing mass of tequila-soaked worms?
Um … okay.
Your thirties are better than your twenties.
Though, using the math of most of the media, you start your 30s at 29, so take that into consideration …
I had a “lying motherfucker” tag around part of my comment, but WP eated it.
So … ::clears throat:: FYWP!
The good news, T&U, is that you will never lose your taste for Jameson’s. And Powers is generally cheaper and nearly as nice.
but WP eated it.
Use brackets other than for joke tags. I use [ and ].
Possibly because your digestive tract is a writhing mass of tequila-soaked worms?
You know, you’d think but I suspect the psylocibin keeps them occupied. That shit has a half life.
he good news, T&U, is that you will never lose your taste for Jameson’s.
Or good port. I can suck that down as well as ever.
Though, using the math of most of the media, you start your 30s at 29, so take that into consideration …
Fucking awesome! The last three months have been among the worst of my life! Sweet!
The good news, T&U, is that you will never lose your taste for Jameson’s. And Powers is generally cheaper and nearly as nice.
That is good news. Time to cultivate my love for brown liquor.
And I can drink a bottle and a half of red wine without a hangover, so I don’t imagine that changing any time soon.
I got over tequila in my late teens after a particularly gruesome trip to San Felipe
What finally put me out of my misery was a trip to a restaurant in Manhattan called “El Rio Grande”. Cute idea. It spans an entire city block, but is actually two bars: one called Texas, the other Mexico. You can walk thru the kitchen from one to the other (you need a “border guard”, usually a well-endowed dark haired beauty with a sash and not much else on, who by city ordinance has to carry your drinks for you…you can imagine that my bachelor party was, well, rather crossing quite a lot).
But I digress. The point of this story was to talk about their tequilatinis, which were served in….well, let me show you what they were served in:
Fishbowls
I had four of those before I felt the first of them. That was in the first hour after work.
My then-wife was waiting for me at home, as was my cat. I made it home before sunrise, but I have no idea how I made it home.
Or how I missed the bed when I tried falling on it.
I swear, it’s the only time in my laugh I’ve heard a cat laugh.
Y’know, I really should go back to “Rio” (as we called it) and see if the “border guard” was replaced by a Minuteman.
, I really should go back to “Rio” (as we called it) and see if the “border guard” was replaced by a Minuteman.
You really want to see a fat redneck in “a sash and not much else”?
De gustibus…
I second Powers.
A year of gobbling Norco 10s like PEZ weaned me off of drinking. When I finally got off the Norcos’ I had the drink tolerance of a twelve year old. Now it’s two drinks and I’m asleep in the recliner. 4 drinks and I’m hungover the next day.
Rather than try and build up the tolerance again (what the fuck for?) I just smoke a lot of weed.
You really want to see a fat redneck in “a sash and not much else”?
Well, you know, ever since NRO held all those fundraisers, maybe K-Lo is moonlighting.
Ugh … tequila. Used to drink it like H2O, just in a cup and carrying a lime wedge.
Then my sister had a college graduation party in ’97.
It was then that I learned tequila doesn’t play well with a pint of Jager … and about 10 Boulevard Wheats … and a blackberry martini … and a half dozen bong hits (3′ grafix with 4′ extension).
Note: I’m 6′ and weigh(ed) about a buck forty five. So … um … yeah. No mas tequila.
You think Narco 10s have kick?
Try taking six (6) 30mg morphine sulfates, three (3) 600 mg Gabapentins, and a pair of zanaflexes.
Every day.
If I ever stop taking them (lord know when/if that’ll happen), the first beer I have will probably put me on the floor.
And I’m quite looking forward to it, actually …
It was then that I learned tequila doesn’t play well with a pint of Jager
Nothing plays well with Jager. NOTHING.
Mark, I learned in college not to mix weed and booze.
Of course, it took about fifteen years for me to stop.
And right now, I’m on 5mg of Vicodin…and I am feeling pain.
But I don’t fucking care! 🙂
Nothing plays well with Jager. NOTHING.
Those teenage tennis prodigies always burn out.
@Mark D: Hmmm, it’s kinda like nuclear weapons, A-bomb vs H-bomb. The effect for both of us is the same, we dried out.
I really miss beer, but Kush is better.
I checked out justme’s (how do you make that old-fashioned s?) wingnut of the week link. Definitely worth seeing just for the part near the end where he quotes from “Jonah Goldberg’s Masterpiece”. He is also big on teh evil Soros. I am sure this guy just sits on his couch every day cleaning his AR-15 and waits for the ACORN stormtroopers to knock down his door.
Mark, I learned in college not to mix weed and booze.
I quite enjoy it if I haven’t been drinking heavily.
The last time we had heavy booze-drinking and weed (one hit, the wuss), Mr. T&U passed out on the front lawn in a historic neighborhood at a lawyer’s Fourth of July party. He woke up about an hour later and puked in front of a bunch of children. Good times.
Nothing plays well with Jager. NOTHING.
I was on a deployment once and was stupid enough to let people talk me into doing shots of Jager. I pretty much crawled back to my room on my lips that night.
S.
alt+159 = ƒ
He woke up about an hour later and puked in front of a bunch of children
I did that, too, only on my date. I felt like Bush the Elder.
I was on a deployment once and was stupid enough to let people talk me into doing shots of Jager. I pretty much crawled back to my room on my lips that night.
Oh, god, it’s even worse coming up.
I did that, too, only on my date. I felt like Bush the Elder.
Heh. I’m pretty sure he’s puked on my shoes at least once. He also passed out on my twin bed on his 21st birthday and literally kicked me out and I had to sleep on the floor. He’s lucky he’s a good cook.
He also passed out on my twin bed on his 21st birthday
You’ve slept with Bush the Elder????
This looks likea good Modern Drunkard Magazine thread day.
(The Hate Mail thread is especially fun)
You’ve slept with Bush the Elder????
Yeah, hasn’t everybody? He’s like the Wilt Chamberlain of politics.
(I just puked in my mouth a little).
Oh great! Fucking IT department added “alcohol” as a criterion for banning website access!
Little did I know that tequila can save your life.
Ahhh, tequila. It kicks my ass, but I had some very smooth stuff down in Mexico that makes Cuervo taste like rubbing alcohol. My buddies told me to never order Cuervo or Corona in Mexico unless you want to be labeled a gringo.
Actor – thank
rats
I give up – my html skills are weak.
I imagine everyone here has cackled over this, yet I will link anyway:
http://crookedtimber.org/2009/12/23/star-trek-and-moral-judgment/
S.
You on a Mac or PeeC?
…you will never lose your taste for Jameson’s. And Powers is generally cheaper and nearly as nice.
Jameson’s has an eighteen-year that’s as smooth as the first ten minutes on your mother. Note, as a swiller of bourbon, my concept of smooth may not be the same as yours.
Also for Great Juƒtice – teh long way round:
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FYWP.
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Double FYWP. Okay, it’s
& #402;
without the space between & and #
http://crookedtimber.org/2009/12/23/star-trek-and-moral-judgment/
If that simply ain’t the single stupidest trope I’ve ever read in wingnuttia…
I wholeheartedly concur with this statement.
Although on a hot summer day, I do miss the Bouley Wheat with a slice of lemon in it. That and enjoying a nice Bookers on ice on a cold winter evening.
Okay … my mouth is watering. (Have I ever mentioned how much I fucking hate having to take so many goddamn pills? No? Well … there ya go.)
As far as mixing weed and booze, I generally subscribed the following formulas:
Weed + a few beers (in that order) = PARTAY!!!
A few beers + weed (in that order) = I don’t feel so hot.
A lot of beers + weed (in that order) = Spins
Lots and lots and lots of beers (X) hard liquor + gravity bong hits = OHMYGODWILLIEVERSTOPVOMITTINGANDAMIUNFITTODIE?!!!!!!!!
As long as I stuck to those, I was generally okay. Of course, back then, “a few beers” meant a 12-pack. So that’s gotta be factored into it somewhere.
Growing old blows donkey balls ….
IRL, I survived this decade, and given what happened during it in my personal life, that’s no small feat. I still liked it better than the eighties, but frankly, a good chunk of that had to do with the growing availability and variety of porn and good games on the internet.
OHMYGODWILLIEVERSTOPVOMITTINGANDAMIUNFITTODIE?!!!!!!!!
That was PCP for me.
I imagine everyone here has cackled over this
ASW rarely disappoints. This morning, America’s Birth Controller offered this penetrating thought.
From K-Lo’s pen:
I think I prefer when celebs pretend to be virtuous.
I think I prefer when K-Lo pretends to be sanctimonious.
Shorter K-Lo: “I like my reality fabricated. Verbs and nouns confuse me. Also, too.”
Age 17, Boone’s Farm Tickle Pink & sloe gin & Olympia beer = OHMYGODWILLIEVERSTOPVOMITTINGANDAMIUNFITTODIE?!!!!!!!!
YVMV.
ASW rarely disappoints. This morning, America’s Birth Controller offered this penetrating thought.
KLo’s just sad that she’ll never get any of that sweet, sweet P. Diddy lovin’.
(I just threw up in my mouth again).
Boone’s Farm Tickle Pink & sloe gin & Olympia beer = OHMYGODWILLIEVERSTOPVOMITTINGANDAMIUNFITTODIE?!!!!!!!!
Good God, you’re lucky that’s all. I’m surprised your teeth didn’t fall out.
Mickey’s big mouths and Boones Farm kiwi ‘wine’? had that effect on me once.
Oh, and sadly, Tickle Pink is now retired.
I’ll be honest–if I could drink malt liquor (I can’t because of the glutons), I would still drink that shit every once and a while. I like it with a side of Twizzlers. Because diabetes sounds pretty awesome.
Please stop. The mere thought of tequila (pronounced “tokillya”) turns my stomach. This has been the case fir over 30 years, ever since I had too much of it one month.
T&U, I just turned 40. Although technically that means I am in the final year of my 30’s, I can say definitively that things started to get better for me almost immediately.
For one thing, I got divorced at 39. This had a negative impact on my career but a positive impact on my personal state of mind and (believe it or not) my relationship with my children. The only negative thing is that I figured out I probably should have done it 10 years before, meaning that I’m pretty sure my 30’s sucked ass.
But things are going much better for me now personally, even though my career is at a standstill and my income has been almost halved.
My personal take on it is that I’ve kind of figured out what’s important now and I’m no longer so impulsive that I can’t concentrate on those important things, but I’m still young enough and healthy enough to enjoy myself. So for me the 40’s are starting out to be better than the 30’s. I’ll check back in 10 years and let you know if it got any better.
I can’t because of the glutons
I heard they had discovered that in the Large Hardon Collider but I didn’t believe them.
Entertaining malt liquor history.
I can’t because of the glutons
I heard they had discovered that in the Large Hardon Collider but I didn’t believe them.
This a common misconception. The LHC actually discovered croutons.
Actor – PC w/ firefox and noscript right now, but often I am on my lovely new Macbook (with the same browser setup).
and I second the Good God, Willy – although at that age I was drinking everything from blackberry brandy to yukon jack to snoe-shoe grog.
Those were the days#&402
s
FYWP
The LHC actually discovered croutons.
You can’t fool me! Those were created at the salad bar at Olive Garden.
S. the directions I posted work in Arial. Perhaps FF uses a different font. Go to Accessories->System Tools->Character Map and find it. You can find the keyboard shortcut there too.
On the Mac its Opt+F
is there a site that shows you guys all these cool html tricks?
Looch said,
December 23, 2009 at 15:22
So…
Is it the Shit Sammich Decade?
Defecation decade.
The p00ps.
The shit-awful aughts.
This a common misconception. The LHC actually discovered croutons
Gluton-free croutons?
You could just insert the necessary symbols into a Word document and C&P them, although that’s a pain in the ass.
S.
I learned my meager HTML skillz here
Cööl!
Entertaining malt liquor history.
“Mandingo Malt Liquor was marketed as a tribute to the ‘The Great Mandingo Empire of Mali, 1240-1400’ in a can bearing a map of Africa.”
Holeeee shit.
I learned ƒomething new today!
Puking up sloe gin is not for hypochondriacs. If you know it was red going in then it’s no surprise that coming back out it’s red, right? That phase (TP, sloe Gin and Oly) was short lived and I moved on to Special Export and Andecker.
T&U: Have you tried New Grist GF beer from Lakefront Brewery in MKE? Fallsdownalot drinks it. A tolerable beer for something that has no glutinous origins.
is there a site that shows you guys all these cool html tricks?
Ask again later.
T&U: Have you tried New Grist GF beer from Lakefront Brewery in MKE?
I have. I prefer Bard’s Tale, which feels a little maltier to me, but New Grist is pretty good. Our grocery store actually carries three gf beers, as well as 2-3 different types of cider (not counting Woodchuck, which is nauseating), so I’m lucky enough to be able to buy a six-pack if I want.
I like http://w3schools.com/ for fiddling but it hasn’t got complete lists of escape characters and such.
Another favorite incident… the US Navy joyriding bush campaign contributors around in a nuclear sub, which crashed into a japanese boat full of college students. Proud days in 2001
T&U, I think Sprecher from Milwaukee also does a gluten-free brew.
Never trust a zombie regarding dietary recommendations.
OBAMA PROMISED LUBE SUBSIDIES!!!
I’m with laym. I’m re-reading World War Z, just because, well…I want to make sure I steer clear of people like ZRM who aren’t as compassionate.
OBAMA PROMISED LUBE SUBSIDIES!!!
Ah, the K-Y Rider in HR 3200….
How can you think of top-10 lists when the decade does not finish until SHUT UP SMUT
OBAMA PROMISED LUBE SUBSIDIES!!!
You people are just like teh creationists with your silly notions and dishonest arguments. Obama never said nothing about lube subsidies.
Obama never said nothing about lube subsidies.
DFH and their “Internets” that record everything…
the decade does not finish until SHUT UP SMUT
The decade doesn’t finish until Smut shuts up? Gonna be a looooong decade.
T&U, I think Sprecher from Milwaukee also does a gluten-free brew.
Ooh, I see that they do. I was wondering how long it was going to take someone to do a traditional African sorghum beer and market it as gluten-free.
A decade that brings this to market can’t be all bad.
Where is the LIVE PROOF?
Where is the LIVE PROOF?
This is just Memorex, but can you tell the difference?
Although to be fair, Obama still hasn’t released his vault copy long-form campaign platform.
I think I remember that.
Seriously, why is it that GOopers think that the military are their personal buds, and that the kajillions of dollars’ worth of military hardware my tax dollars have purchased for them are their personal goddamn toys? Would it kill our press to mention this? Would they possibly realize that the Average American has a right to know about these kinds of inexcusable shenanigans, and might reasonably be pissed about it. If it were generally known that being a campaign contributor to a Republican got you access to a mother-fucking nuclear sub, I can imagine the response:
“Dear Republicans, you’re so corrupt we’re going to have to burn you to get rid of the stench. Sincerely, Americans who Work for A Damn Living unlike You Worthless Freeloaders.”
I think you’ll understand me when I tell you that, sometimes, I feel sorry that Dick Cheney is alive to see this.
Oh, FYWP, also. It worked in preview!
I considered compiling a top 10 ƤĒŅĭƧ list but I’m just not up for it.
Betcha can’t eat just one.
I considered compiling a top 10 ????? list but I’m just not up for it.
Constructile dysfunction?
I am not looking up 5 fucking escape codes.
HEY! What the….?
Sub, you realize PeeJ has actually been up for seven hours working on that one post.
long time listener millonth time commenter sez:
2001 was obviously the worst of all possible years in the worst of all possible decades. except, and this is even more obvious, than all the other years of the decade, each of which was worse than the one before it but not so bad as to make the one after it feel any better about it.
shit all around. i least i kept busy killing puppies and baby seals.
i move we pre-suxxor the next decade to save time
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Is it too early to start drinking? At work?
unless its a nuclear bomb silo or a pilot, i would venture,no….
If you consume the entire puppy or baby seal I can’t see any objection to that.
unless its a nuclear bomb silo or a pilot, i would venture,no….
Well…at least the nuclear bomb silo…
What if this is Groundhog Decade, and when we hit midnight on Jan. 1st we all wake up and its 2000 again and we have to do the whole damn thing over?
What if this is Groundhog Decade
I hate you, WWIII. I didn’t need to sleep tonight, or for the next week really, so thanks for that.
Substance McGravitas, I had no idea what the “211” on the Steel Reserve can stood for. Thanks!
I hope it saves a few Batcomputer cycles.
S. cerevisiae,
For basic tags, I’m addicted to the FF extension BBCodeXtra. It gives you a menu item for things like blockquote and linking. Very handy. For a full and potentially annoying list of unicode characters, go here. Keep in mind that those are in hex code, so to use them it’s & # x whatever ; rather than just & # whatever ;. Without the spaces, of course. Not all of it is supported on all browsers, though, and you can just get ??????s. Dingbats and misc. symbols are good to have around.
As to tequila, good tequila good. Bad tequila baaaaaaaaaad.
Rule #1, never drink anything that isn’t 100% agave. Cuervo Gold and its like, well tequila, etc., is 49% bad rum. Not good for humans. Most anything all agave will be distilled with some care and have most of the nasty neighbors of alcohol removed. It’ll still make you do stupid shit if you drink too much, but hey. Cuervo actually makes quite a few very good products. The ones everybody knows, not so much. Oh, and actor, it’s mezcal that has the worm, not tequila.
Not that I can drink at all anymore, damn it. I think I blew a liver gasket a couple of years ago, from thinking I could continue to drink like a college student on a long weekend in Vegas into my forties. Note to self…
Sigh. I do miss a nice single malt now and again.
Please stop. The mere thought of tequila (pronounced “tokillya”) turns my stomach. This has been the case fir over 30 years, ever since I had too much of it one month.
Actually, I felt this way up to about a month ago, when I was introduced to proper tequilla, there was even a cork in the bottle. It was so smooth,….
I still didn’t remember getting home, but at least I didn’t puke allover frends front lawns (twice) or bars (three)….
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Oh, and actor, it’s mezcal that has the worm, not tequila.
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor. Anejo can be either tequila or mezcal, depending on who’s bottling it and the marketing strategy. For the strict afficianado, anejado is mezcal, anejo is tequila.
FYWP,showing to mein preview..
shit, what am I missing…..the tags…. ???
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lobbey,
Semi-colons will turn your breakouts into semi-shit sandwiches!
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Also, Preview is a lying bitch.
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Juƒt ƒeeing if I can get it to work.
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These look like dance steps, D-KW
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FYWP!
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i escape thee, i escape thee, i escape thee!
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I love this place. I have been reading it for several years and commenting very infrequently under a number of different, usually drive-by names, but I could never find a nym I liked that had not been used. I finally decided to just be myself because beer yeast makes people happy, and it is yet to be proven if humans are smarter than yeast.
Oh, and PÖÖP
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Of course yeast is smarter than humans!
All right, people, step away from the HTML. I mean, what’s next? emoticons?
There’s a part in Rich Hall’s story where Otis is trying to divorce his wife:
Otis: I divorce thee, I divorce thee, I divorce thee
Brenda: You divorce the what?
I mean, what’s next? emoticons?
🙂
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Long time observation of mine is that people, as a whole, behave almost exactly like yeast. Given a marvelous, fertile environment, they will use up every resource while breeding as fast as possible to use more, eventually drowning in their own piss. If there is any justice in the universe, somewhere an alien race that gets stoned on industrial waste watches us and licks its lips.
what’s next? emoticons?
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fuck the emoticons and the html.
And you can trust me on beer, even if IMMA zombie.
and I LIKE tequila, although I had some bad experiences in younger days.
Gotta be the good stuff.
Long time observation of mine is that people, as a whole, behave almost exactly like yeast.
I LIKE tequila, although I had some bad experiences in younger days.
Is it possible that you’re not really a zombie? That you’re actually dead but you haven’t sobered up enough to know it?
It’s the Ho’s b’day today so I’m off to see Avatar in 3D with him. Then, his favorite dinner. I’ll start with pan seared foie gras dressed with veal demi-glace and blackberries. Salad will be mesclun and arugula with roasted beets, supremes of cara cara orange, candied pecans and Rogue Creamery blue cheese. Sherry vinaigrette. Entree is osso bucco alla Milanese and saffron risotto. Creme brulee to finish.
Ta.
Happy b’day to the
HSO.what’s next? emoticons?
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Spoiler alert:
the top 10 years of the upcoming decade will be:
10: 2010
9: 2014
8: 2019
7: 2011
6: 2012
5: 2018
4: 2015
3: 2016
2: 2013
1: 2017
Is it possible that you’re not really a zombie? That you’re actually dead but you haven’t sobered up enough to know it?
Extensive field measurements are indicated.
Come to Milwaukee and buy me drinks.
Late to the booze thread… may have to bust out an emoticon.
Oh, shit. I can hardly stomach tequila now. If I progress at the same rate, I’ll only be able to drink warm milk by the time I’m 35.
Kumis is always an option!
Love the malt liquor history, but my favorite cheap liquor website is BumWine.
Ah, Night Train, what other wine has a label that reads Serve Very Cold?
77, shouldn’t that list end at 2012?
From the context, it would appear that those are not the good slaps.
You actually *live* in Milwaukee?
You’re a zombie.
OK, that’s probably after effects of Vicodin. And FYWP. That’s my excuse.
Heh.
And you’re calling ME names?
How about a little cultural artifact from a simpler time?
Like any M. Night Shabba Doo movie, this one has a surprise ending.
You might think that the world ends in 2012. but end of the calendar does not mean the end of the world. If I understand my Myan mythology, they just flip over the calendar and carry on in a new era. With any luck it will feature flying cars.
You actually *live* in Milwaukee?
You’re a zombie.
considering the employment climate, I’m coming to stay at your place.
Generally I walk the road of temperance (weed doesn’t count, amirite?) – not moral high-horse riding at all: drunk people are a hoot … but I don’t much enjoy being one now that I’m older & (har de fucking HAR) wiser – let alone the ensuing collateral damage to my head & tummy … however, I’ve recently found that my local booze store carries Fraoch & hot diggity doodah but that ƒhit is gooooooooooood.
Cheerƒ!
You might think that the world ends in 2012. but end of the calendar does not mean the end of the world. If I understand my Myan mythology, they just flip over the calendar and carry on in a new era. With any luck it will feature flying cars.
If 2012 truly represents the end of the fifth era, though, humanity will be remade. The current human population, residing under the fifth sun, was formed of maize. I wonder what the new population will be formed from… if Carrie Prejean is a bellwether, it will be formed of plastic and hypocrisy.
This film is a really nice intro to the Popol Vuh.
a really nice intro to the Popol Vuh.
Hey, don’t knock their soundtrack for Aguirre the Wrath of God.
Hey, don’t knock their soundtrack for Aguirre the Wrath of God.
Now, let’s not be hasty- I dig the panpipes as much as anyone!
You are just fucking begging for a woodcut.
As I look in the mirror, I think a little remaking (or a lot) could end up doing me a world of good. Maybe I’l be taller.
Does PlayStation 3 have spider yoga?
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begging for a woodcut
Can’t think of any appropriate woodcuts, but I’m sure I can find some artwork from Greek drinking-cups showing satyrs “playing the panpipes”.