Giddy up!

Over at Fables of the Reconstruction, Mithras writes (and we approve!):

Now is not the time to make nice-nice with the conservative firebreathers. Now is the time to kick them in the balls.

You do the kicking, we’ll do the holding. Uh, wait. [Does this post make us anti-balls?!?]

Unrelated: A lot of comments have been getting caught in the anti-spam folder. We apologize for the inconvenience and are keeping a close eye on things.

 

Comments: 36

 
 
 

unrelated my ass. i think your spam filter is objectively hoarding comments so that is gets…fat. and quite possibly lazy.

you heard me, non-gender-specific bitches.

 
 

Massengil has issued a recall!

 
 

Fat Pie.

That’s what Sadly, No! means to me now.

Thanks a lot.

 
 

I’m objectively pro-dangling-my-nuts-in-a-custard-pie.

After I eat a piece or two, natch.

Wait, what was the topic again?

 
 

I have balls! And I have feet! And I’m, like, totally, doubly offended!!

You Sadly, No! boys are RUINING EVERYTHING!! When the Progressive Movement collapses, I hope you’re happy. It will be your failure to perfectly embrace non-body-morphic ideology that brings the whole Movement down.

Sadly, No! is a boot coming down on a fat person’s face FOREVER! You ANTIFAT FASCISTS!!

 
 

i think AntiFat Fascists were one of Boston’s best bands of the late 80s.

 
a different brad
 

Argh. I guess I have to start copying my comments before hitting submit so as to have them around for the second try. Firefox won’t give em back if i hit the back button. Third time today I’ve lost a comment to this fun.
kingubu, you should be ashamed. you’re making fat people look like they are lazy.
only dangling your balls? pansy.
I WANNA DIP MY BALLS IN IT

Oh, and fuck wingnuts. If the country feels like giving sanity a go for a while we should press our advantage to the fullest.

 
 

Steel toes. Definitely steel toes.

It is so not time to play nice-nice and anybody who suggests that it is should be told to go fuck a bag of glass.

 
 

I am fat. I need to lose 40 lbs to reach my ideal weight, and I need the support and understanding of the whole blogworld.

 
 

A Diff Brad, best I can suggest is to take a hit of this and wait for it all to blow over.

 
 

Speaking of balls, may I just point out here that the Sadly, No! server du jour sucks hairy donkey balls? Thank you. Y’know, guys, you really shouldn’t rely on a server you got in a box of cracker jack…

mikey

 
 

Sadly, No! is objectively pro anti-balls, especially for fat people. Which means it’s probably on some eugenics-sterilization type kick, as the genocidal tendencies of the librul-mexi-islamo-commie-fascist mentality take root, and proceed to spread like weeds.

P.S. Please note I have not commented on any of the fat threads. I was waiting for Annie to weigh in.

 
 

You walk around a mall kicking yourself in the balls and see how people treat you!

 
 

Hey, anybody remember http://www.fatchicksinpartyhats.com ?

 
a different brad
 

Try this, kingubu. Maybe it’ll make you a better person.

 
 

A lot of comments have been getting caught in the anti-spam folder.

You think that’s bad? I can’t find Heavy D and the Boys’ “The Overweight Lover’s in the House” on You Tube. I want my Heavy D!

 
 

I have balls! And I have feet! And I’m, like, totally, doubly offended!!

You Sadly, No! boys are RUINING EVERYTHING!! When the Progressive Movement collapses, I hope you’re happy. It will be your failure to perfectly embrace non-body-morphic ideology that brings the whole Movement down.

Sadly, No! is a boot coming down on a fat person’s face FOREVER! You ANTIFAT FASCISTS!!

Haha indeedy )

 
 

Hey, didn’t Adam Yoshida suggest, after the 2004 election, that it wasn’t time to make nice with liberals … that it was time to curb stomp us?

Just asking … I would hate to defeat Adam Yoshida only to some day look in the mirror and see him staring back at me.

 
 

I think we can safely kick Adam Yoshida in the balls without turning into him, the genocidal pretend-American chickenhawk militaristic bastard.

Can buggeryfuck be a verb? Cause we should buggeryfuck him.

 
 

There is nothing intelligent to be added to any of this.

Therefore, I leave you with this.

 
 

Point of order, Chairperson Jillian!

We weren’t looking for intelligent additions. So you are not spared from your obligations.

P.S. Your youtube zombie bit me on the neck. You’ll be hearing from my undead attorney.

 
The Undead New York Law Firm
 

We’re billing at two hundred souls an hour at this point, you know.

 
 

Silly lawyers!

Everybody knows that liberals have no souls.

 
 

The cognitive dissonance caused by years of pretending that Republicans aren’t all stupid, vindictive assholes has damn near caused me to pop a blood vessel in my brain.

You have released me from this self-imposed prison of fake niceness. Bless you.

Ball-kicking to commence in 3…2…1…

 
 

You walk around a mall kicking yourself in the balls and see how people treat you!

This is NOT funny. Unless, of course, you have a small penis (and aren’t fat) and then hilarity ensures!

 
 

yeah! teh funny’s back. thank you.

 
 

is there pie left to dangle my balls in?

 
 

Your reform school reference is an attempt to reify my body to mock my Otherness. You obviously have fantasies about me in a schoolgirl’s uniform.

I therefore am forced to subversively mock your masculinity by linking you to this. Where is your pickle now?

This is why we need a mutually assured destruction policy for identity politics. No good can come of this.

 
 

Jillian said ham(mmmmmmmmmm).

This is objectively anti-Kosher, and thus pro terrorist. Notify the departmant of Hamburger Security, and Joe Liarman, now.

The color code for Operation Bomb Iran is raised to glowing Jimi Hendrix purple.

 
You're Cut Too, Shooshy
 

What a great tribute to Arthur Schlesinger, Jillian– mocking identity politics. I think it was in 1968 that he wrote “The Vital Pickle Surprise.”

 
 

It sucks about Schlesinger passing.

But I still won’t wear the schoolgirl uniform.

I will, however, share my favorite canape recipe for when I’m making the baby Jesus cry…..take shrimp, wrap with a strong cheese, wrap a slice of bacon over that, place on skewers, grill.

Serve at your next Gay Abortion party!

And why, Silly Lawyer, do you mock this man’s commitment to National Security? Or was that last post just an attempt to imply that he is an evil Jew, and therefore reflective of your own anti-Semitism?

I Grimace at the hostility of your post.

 
Qetesh the Abyssinian
 

billy pilgrim, you can buggeryfuck whomever you wish, sweetie. I’m so proud that one little word of mine has grown up and is making its way in the world.

kingubu, and all you other ball-danglers-in-custard-pies: lordy lordy, don’t let the cats see you like that.

mikey, that’s a big ay-fucking-men on the server complaint. What the hell have you guys been doing to it?

Man, I’m so dying to chase something…wait, there’s a mouse! And it’s wearing custard: dessert!

 
 

You do the kicking, we’ll do the holding.

Hold on. I’m confused… WHOSE balls are you holding?

 
 

I just sit on the pie. Balls first.

 
 

Rah Rah Rees
Kick Em in the Knees
Rah Rah Rawls
Kick Em in the other Knee!

I will, however, share my favorite canape recipe…

Mix Shrimp in Lime Chutney Jelly (or other Shrimp appropriate flavor). Let soak in fridge until you’re ready to cook. Put shrimp on skewers and broil (bbq or oven) however long you like to broil shrimp.

The effect you’re looking for is a crunchy, carmelized candy shell.

Not particularly unclean, but tastey.

 
 

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