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Thursday, June 07, 2007

Three-thirty burstitus

Can there really be said to be anything wrong with the world when there are cupcakes (click images for larger view)



..and a great hulking brute like Jerry Collins (pictured)



can come up with a wonderful metaphor like this (from today's Dom Post):

"Last week they were like a bloke in a lion's cage who is blindfolded and has a plastic baton. This time he has a gun and knows what the lion looks like."

in relation to this.

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Re: cupcakes -- Ms. K has really outdone herself with these, this time, I feel. FYI she takes orders. (I mean, she accepts requests vis-a-vis the exchange of currency for baked goods; not, she allows herself to be bossed around. That she most certainly does not.)

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It's not even remotely cool to actually celebrate anyone's death, but obstetrician and prominent anti-abortion campaigner Diana Mason has died, aged 84.

In the universe where I am god, this would of course mean that the Society for the Protection of the Unborn Child, and the pro-life lobby in general, will be struck a mortal blow from which it will never recover.

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Wondering what burstitis is? Wonder no more...

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NP: the sound of the phone, not ringing. Sweet, blessed relief (helluva day, don't ask).

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comments:

not even remotely cool to celebrate someone's death? fuck that. i *wanted* to throw a party when that fat fuck jerry falwell died. i was giddy.

so stop prefacing snide remarks about evil fucks w/ p.c. bullshit. what are you, some kind of pussy?
Hang on, is it your 33rd birthday? Happy birthday, if so!
God. I only wish it were my 33rd birthday; sadly that milestone has long passed.

Jerry Falwell is dead? Well, thank the fucken lord. Wait.....
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