Kenny Five Angels thinks it over.
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To date, this is how the very few interactions I've had with Never Trumpers have gone, because I want to talk about the Befor...
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* (I will rarely do a modification to an existing post, but this seemed too sadly appropriate not to add.) This is a graphic-intensive post,...
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Oh God! Bob Duvall is going to take him out with a finger pistol.
ladies and gentleman, Kenny Boy has just left.. the planet.
Ahh...nothing like a nice warm bath.
Don't ever take sides against the family. Ever.
It is so unfair that the man died quickly in bed in his Colorado mansion. He deserved 30 years in jail. I hope Enron employees can somehow sue his estate.
At first glance, I thought that was Nate Sr. from Six Feet Under... which works, too.
"Howya doin', Kenny-Boy?"
God, I was so looking forward to the possibility that he would wind up somebody's bitch in prison - you know, something he had all sorts of experience at, having been W's bitch for so long. Life - and frequently death - just ain't fair.
I've just been loving CNN's revisionist history on this scum - God-loving (of COURSE), philanthropic, a true king among men. Bah.
I have decided that I have tinfoil hat syndrome. My first thought when I heard the news was 'Bet Cheney had the CIA off him so he couldn't plea-bargain squeal about the secret energy meetings.' Is there a 12-step program for me?
What some people won't DO to avoid jail time...eh?
So - that leaves good ole Jeff to get his nice *room with a view* all to himself.
But as I'd like to imagine: visions of him being raped by fiery bears in Hell.
:-D
Jesus Christ, Drifty!
I really wish that you'd move out of my mind and get your own place. This is precisely the first thing I thought when I heard about Lay's death yesterday. Since I don't go in for conspiracy theories, I didn't bother using that image, Photoshopped or otherwise.
But, once again, great minds...
...With apologies to Douglas Adams..
..."Thor looked at him with INCREDULITY. Then a little wisp of SMOKE curled upwards from his nostril. There was a tiny little FLAME in it, too.
..He gripped his belt.
..He expanded his CHEST to make it TOTALLY clear that here was the sort of man you only dared to CROSS if you had a team of SHERPAS with you.
...He unhooked the SHAFT of his HAMMER from his belt. He held it up in his hands to reveal the MASSIVE iron head. He thus cleared up a possible misunderstanding that he might merely have been carrying aa TELEGRAPH pole around with him."
....Something like that?????
..oops, wrong thread...
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