Once I saw this fantastic t-shirt, I couldn’t resist fucking around.
You can design ANYTHING at zazzle.com, even if you don’t really plan to buy or sell it. (I can already hear a heckler going, “Don’t you have a job???”) (No! Not at the moment.)
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August 10th, 2009 at 1:10 am
awesome!
August 10th, 2009 at 6:36 am
Not just a cunt…A well-tressed cunt.
August 10th, 2009 at 9:44 am
I Heart Obama’s Death Panels!
What a fucking rancid twat.
August 10th, 2009 at 10:33 am
I know, I know, just a bit “off topic” but there is a tie-in. Kinda. Plus I give you Rod and Hillary each doing their verssion of boogie-woogie.
There is that burning question, “Where’s Levi been?”
Scroll down abit.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3036789/
August 10th, 2009 at 11:00 am
I heart Levi and Kathy Griffin. Just you wait, those two will end up married
August 10th, 2009 at 12:22 pm
I love the t-shirt sites – why does making your own t-shirt slogan amuse one so much! To date I have never bought just played…
August 10th, 2009 at 4:09 pm
Zazzle – just what I need to get my t-shirts out there – thank you!
Just today I got together with a college friend I hadn’t seen for many years. This friend hadn’t heard Palin’s preposterous birth story. So there I am in the restaurant, explaining the bullshit in a loud and agitated way…I can’t believe how that SP woman presses all my buttons. Jeesh!
August 11th, 2009 at 12:41 am
arline -It is, isn’t it? I really want that Trig one.
Jill – thank you, that’s what I meant.
Mark – Hahahahahhaha!
JK – Yes, Levi is quite the man about town, bless him.
Aja – She looked like she was up for it!
Make Do – I don’t know, good question!
WCGB – Just so you know: SAME HERE. It may be beyond analysis. It’s just a unique kind of outrage, isn’t it?
August 11th, 2009 at 10:00 am
You know, my hatred for Sarah Palin, the rancid twat, is utterly unique and utterly PHYSICAL. I feel it in my guts like no other hate. Whenever she’s mentioned, adrenalin starts coursing through my body and I get what was known in the ’60s as a ‘tension headache.’ I would be incarcerated if the authorities could read my mind whenever that filthy whore shows her heavily made-up mug.
August 12th, 2009 at 4:25 am
I would buy one. The second one, I mean.