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elnuestros commented on the blog post Alpha Betty City
Susan George, I believe, was the wife who sacrificed her dignity on the alter of Dustin Hoffman’s liberal passivity.
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elnuestros commented on the blog post Thursday Night Basset Blogging
I like Steve Benen. And he’s always writing about John Boner.
Still friends?
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elnuestros commented on the blog post Corndog Libel!
She’s on her second one. She holds the bone from the first in her left hand.
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elnuestros commented on the blog post Me And Gawd Are Watching Timmy Grow
I, too, will needlessly swell the number of comments by offering the following points:
1) I seldom comment because I can seldom think of ANYTHING at all that intensifies, amplifies, complements or doesn’t detract from the magically molded pellets of snark I come here to enjoy. It seldom occurs to me to judge them, or elaborate on them. I know my limits.
2) While I don’t enjoy an otherly-dimensional relationship with the late great Townes Van Zant, I suspect PonchoLefty’s bastardization of the title of his song is either clueless and an affront to the great Texas poet’s sensibilities OR an attempt to claim through subtle irony the role of Lefty attempting to sell out TBogg, not that Poncho himself has moved on. The latter possibility seems remote, given his urgent straining and ponderous utterances.
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elnuestros commented on the blog post Thursday Night Basset Blogging
What charity I was inclined to extend to Mr. Weener I hereby transfer to a more worthy recipient.
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elnuestros commented on the blog post Something Not About Palin & Penises
I just ordered mine. I love El Yucateo, and can get it easily where I live. Cholula and Tapatio are okay, but don’t excite. Tobasco has a nice vinegary kick that’s good for greens and for rice, simple but nice. Amazon Hot Sauce, first plugged by Randy Wayne White, is my favorite in a collection that exceeds 150 bottles. I’m looking forward to seeing what the new kid’s got.
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elnuestros commented on the blog post Can’t You See I’m Starved For Attention?
A million playground bullies in the world, inflicting nightmares on 10 million regular kids who never bothered anybody, and this putz escapes unscathed to slather us with sanctimonious unctuousness and the kind of smarmy grin that suggests that even if the world goes to hell with Sarah at the tiller, he and his will hunker down in Georgetown and order pizza until the good restaurants re-open.
In other words, one of several reasons the Post is no longer a Must Read.
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