A blog dedicated to the researchers who dyed a captured chimp's fur pink, then released it. The other chimps promptly tore it to pieces.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

A cover that complies with the Truth in Labeling Act


  • At 6:46 PM, Blogger Anntichrist S. Coulter said…

    As much as I loathe giving free press to wastes of oxygen such as teh Doughy Pantload, how come you didn't link to this over to teh MOB?

    BTW, would you like a Biddy Cat?

    If that heifer barfs-up another vomit-inducing pile of hairballs-shaped-like-hairy-turds in my BED, ever the fuck AGAIN, she is going to become airborne, one way or another, with or without a plane.

    Uppity cow won't sleep with me at night, though her brother will, and yet she's so comfy sleeping in my bed when I'm NOT there, that it's too much trouble to crawl to the edge of the bed and BARF ONTO THE LINEOLEUM.

    Fucking cats.

    Soaked all the way through the sheets into the featherbed. Can't live, with my electro-convulsive shock-therapy joints, WITHOUT TEH FEATHERBEDS.

    Yes, I brought them here for their sake as much as mine, but y'know, they didn't used to DO this kind of passive-aggressive bullshit, at least not since they were in-the-process-of-potty-training BABIES.

    Five years with THEM has permanently warped my cats. Does this qualify as cruelty to/neglect of animals?

    And yes, I blather a lot more when I'm severely sleep-deprived. Whatta shock.

  • At 9:24 PM, Blogger Anntichrist S. Coulter said…


    Post something, already. Here or there, link one to the other, whatever you gotta fuckin' do.


    JG has gotten flat-out fucking DEPRESSING these days. The kool-aid drinkers have gone MILITANT and MEAN, and I never would've expected it from him.

    Makes me very fucking sad. Like the fucking endless, interminable fuckovers by the IRS and the USPS aren't ENOUGH fucking fun.

    Small wonder that my gut keeps bleeding. With "family" and friends like this, whose wouldn't?

    What do you want in my will?


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