Monthly Archive for February, 2009

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A new era of bipartisanship

To begin, we present a brief excerpt from the proceedings of the Annual General Meeting of the Itty Bitty Kitty Kattwood Committee:

The Chair recognizes the ungulate in the grey fedora.

Thank you, Madam Ottoman. I would like to take a point of personal privilege to address a minor issue of disagreement amongst the delegates that has been brewing for some time. As we all know, a recent fracas, or rumpus, erupted amongst the membership regarding the tolerance, or lack thereof, of blue M&Ms. While this is in direct violation of the articles of the Wonka Charter, we do not wish for the situation to get out of hand.

Therefore, we have taken it upon ourselves to broker a potential solution to this conflict. I give you: personalized M&Ms. You may now consume each other in effigy and in whatever colour you wish. Thank you for your time.

Moving on, we find that our declared enemy, the Canadian Curling Association, is defaming the sport with its usual talent. Witness the following photograph attached to a press release on the Canadian Junior Curling Championship being held in sunny Salmon Arm, British Columbia: Continue reading ‘A new era of bipartisanship’

One might say RIP Lux Interior

But that doesn’t seem quite right. Another Republican bites the dust.

By punkular request. You ain’t no Punk. You Punk! You wanna talk about the real junk?

This fan (?) video is pretty fabulous too.

A Pup Can Dream

kibble2! With added textiness

A question for you rudy

If I was to have a newt, imaginatively named Newton, would it be more punk rock if it was named after:

A) Sir Isaac Newton
B) Wayne Newton
C) Fig Newtons
D) Newton, MA
E) Newton Gingrich

I can has private bathtime?

I can has private  bathtime

Pitchfork Cobaggery Watch 2008-Top Tracks 20-1

It is done.

Previous here and in links.

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Quote of the Day

Shannon gives us this, in “Things that are more punk than the GOP”:

Given what we have seen over the past eight years ( and now I am going to date myself as the hideous old crust that I am), the Republicans are NOT punk rock. They are like a Rick Wakeman in a satin baseball jacket playing a 23-minute solo jam in front of an audience of quualude gobbling narcoleptics at the Philadelphia forum.