New Game

Action seems to be a word that just sorta lays around in Washington and tends to mean very little to the people we send up there to safeguard our constitution and way of life.
 
"Life"... one of those words that means one thing politically and another in the everyday. It also tends to mean something different when it's yours rather than when it is other people's "out there". I.e. Nobody wants to end up with every physical funtion paralized yet their brain still just as sharp as tacks, but, when it is somebody else, suddenly it is an important religious or political question. When did it become more important for somebody to suffer extended agonies for other people's social & religious reasons than to find personal peace?
 
Character seems to be at a premium in our nation's capitol where it really should be on display on a daily basis, but, sadly, that's just not the way it is.
 
Not beaten. Not tied. Not even scored upon. Not ever to be duplicated.
Even today, the regular season accomplishment of a team of Volunteers in 1939, still boggles the mind.
 
Still playing after all of these years, Jerome Bettis has yet another shot at a Super Bowl ring.
 
(orange+white=heaven @ Jan 19 said:
Not beaten. Not tied. Not even scored upon. Not ever to be duplicated.
Even today, the regular season accomplishment of a team of Volunteers in 1939, still boggles the mind.


look at 1901 michigan.



Ring a bell. (yeah, that was bad)
 
Bad gummy bears were the official explanation today for last weekend's mysterious nude public tryst between Senator Ted Kennedy and former First Lady Barbara Bush underneath the Washinton Monument. Spokesmen for neither Senator Kennedy or Mrs. Bush were able to explain either the provenance of the 100' long ersatz condom placed over the monument or how the would-be lovers managed to get it on without losing the mood.
 
Mood rings once were a fad that caused many an erstwhile couple to think they were in love only to find out that they were just being taken for a ride in a yellow submarine.
 
Claustrophobic people should not apply for jobs as elevator operators at the fine hotels in New York city.
 
City of Gainesville Waste Management Superintendent Wayne Flowers was forced to reconsider the suggestion that the reason why city sewers consistently recorded a significantly lower per-capita volume than any other city in America was because you couldn't simaltaneously be full of sh*t and produce it on a regular basis.
 
"Lob a couple of greased cats into their laps" was not exactly the kind've input W was hoping for when he appointed Charlton Heston his Special Advisor on Middle East Relations.
 
Relations between Chicago's Korean and Japanese communities were already strained before the infamous "Kimchee Incident" of 1993, and the subsequent ugly train of cabbage-related episodes which followed.
 
"Followed by a very large 'bang', " he said, giggling, as he lit the fuse, ducked into the ditch, and watched the bulk of his students freeze like deer in headlights. There were, he decided, certain high-points about training wannabe-militia rednecks to use explosives he hadn't appreciated when he'd taken this job....
 
game is what you have when you produce at a level that when the smoke clears even you are shocked at the results.
 
"Rsults!? You wanna see results?!?! Well how about this you puckered up, 3-piece, closet-animal-abusing, Grey Goose swilling pretenders to the biggest infected rectum on the planet REPUBLICANS!!!!" There was the sound of a zipper, and a burst of gasps and screams- at which point Assistant District Attorney Gavin clicked off the tape recorder.

"So, yes, ladies and gentlemen, as the Defense has pointed out, the Defendant was clearly very disturbed and certainly not quite himself. But I want each and every one of you to ask yourselves, if this was truly a case of temporary insanity then why- why in God's name- did he come to the board meeting with 7 rabid marmots in his gym bag?!"
 

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