click to enlarge I used to have a film production office in Raleigh, North Carolina - two careers ago. I had the top corner office and the exact opposite corner of the building was Senator Helms' reelection campaign HQ. I never went in, but I did walk by a few times and it was just a few people at their desks typing and making phone calls. One day I was heading to the restroom and entered a stall. No, there were no hand gestures. A few seconds later Jesse Helms came in - his voice was very recognizable. Jesse entered the stall next to me and took a massive, juicy, explosive dump. Now, this should be a common tale but here is where it gets damn odd. While Jesse was evacuation his lower bowls with the robustness of a timpani drum, he was singing "What A Friend I Have In Jesus." Mouth agape, I couldn't pry my ears away from the horror of it all. The cacophony was something to witness with the cool help of Kentucky bourbon. But unfortunately, I was stone cold sober. |
Friday, July 4, 2008
The True Story Of Jesse Helms That No One Believes
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Brit Soldiers Paid To Attend Gay Pride Events - Breeders Outraged!
click to enlarge
|
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Fighting Religious Oppression With Smooches!
click to enlarge There is a tasteless Inquisition joke in here somewhere...
|
Monday, June 30, 2008
The Downside of Gay Pride
click to enlarge The Human Rights Campaign street team have packed up their clipboards. The sunglasses vendors have packed their unsold wares. All the t-shirts have been given away. The personal lube advocates are sleeping in. Yes, friends, Pride Weekend has come to a close in San Francisco. From the San Francisco Chronicle:
And a good time was had by all. |
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)