Sadly, Miss McArdle's off to the beach for a wk., & will not be steadily torturing us. (Maybe not so sadly.) Is this any way for a patriot to observe Memorial Day, fucking off to the beach? But nature, the blog-o-sphere & The Atlantic abhor a vacuum (insert your own ha-ha here) & the usual suspect guest bloggers are in. None of them have yet typed anything blood-boiling enough to provoke a reaction from this keyboard. Or any other reaction. [Lies down & naps...]
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Saturday, May 24, 2008
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WTF "beach" is she going to? It's fucking May. Who the fuck goes to the beach in May? And didn't she just go to fucking Puerto Rico like fucking two months ago--didn't they have a fucking beach there?
Plus the woman's as pale as a ghost in her webcasts. I think "going to the beach" is a euphemism for some nefarious activity of Megan's. Perhaps she travels to Africa and snatches bread out of the mouths of the starving, or sneaks through hospices unplugging machinery.
Or maybe the Libertarian Party Convention.
There must be a heck of a party afterwards. I imagine they spend most of their time arguing over who'll pick up the check.
I would certainly hope that the Glibertarians all ask for separate checks, both to irritate the waitstaff & to strike a blow against collectivization.
But then they trigger the socialist automatic gratuity clause. My god, the dilemma!
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