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Monday September 2, 2007
QUICK JOKE
Three moles were tunneling away when the first
mole remarked, "I smell carrots. How about you?"
QUICK JOKE II
QUICK JOKE III
GOT JOKE?
Dear Monica, Of course you can, you spiteful skank.
Love, To write Donner, ask him a question, or seriously piss him off, visit the message board, guestbook, or write to him directly.
LARRY CRAIG It's been another great week for embarrassing sex scandals in Washington and the papers, news programs, and late night comedians are all over homophobe senator Larry Craig and his getting busted in a men's room for allegedly trying to pick up a man for sex. Now, I am not about to excuse this man's behavior or the hateful rhetoric he's spewed over the years. After all, while he was out cruising for dick all of these years and enjoying the sweet salty taste of semen, he's been consistently campaigning against gay rights, he's denied them the right to get married, and had the gall to call Bill Clinton a dirty man all while he was pounding as much ass as he could behind closed doors. I am not about to defend that kind of hypocrisy or that kind of behavior. How could I? But here is what I am not going to do. I am not going to dance on this man's political grave. Sure, any day that a socialist conservative leaves an office is a great day in my book, but I don't feel joy over this... I feel pity. A deep a gut-wrenching pity for this man. I've long been an advocate for gay rights and the right of people to marry any consenting adult of their choosing regardless of sex or race so you'd think that I would loathe a man like Larry Craig and, before his arrest, I would have. But now I just feel sorry for him. After all, Larry Craig did not invent the environment of hate that prevails our society today... like most of us (myself included) this was something we inherited from our mothers and fathers and from our grandmothers and grandfathers. Some of us overcome this cultural programming while others don't. It becomes ingrained like an infection, a black-oozing tumor pulsating and growing in our hearts. Lets face it if these allegations are true (and they most likely are) Larry Craig has been gay for a long time. He was born that way just as other species on God's Earth are from monkeys to seagulls. It's all part of nature's plan. It's perfectly natural and yet this poor man has lived his entire life as a lie. He has taken a wife, had children, and fought for years against the very lifestyle he was meant to live all because of that infection seeded into his heart all those years ago. Who knows... perhaps the Larry Craig of some alternate reality is a happily married gay man crusading for the rights of homosexuals on Capital Hill. Perhaps it was the life he was always meant to have, but here in the reality of today, Larry Craig is a humiliated man with no political future, a shattered family life, and a living joke to everyone who feels the need to pick him apart. All because of hate and humiliation in being the person you were born to be. It's time that we drop this crap about homosexuality being a "choice" and accept the fact that it's just the way God makes people. You want to quote me the Bible, that's fine... I hope you're not wearing a garment made of two different fabrics, because according to the good book on the same page it says that gay people are an abomination, I can stone you for that. All I'm saying is that it's a sad situation. I'm not excusing Larry Craig for what he's done or the positions he has taken, but it's never a good thing to see a life so totally destroyed. He does not have my respect, but he has my pity and my wishes that in some way and some form he does find himself some happiness for after all, life is not long enough to live a lie.
Have a happy Labor Day and I'll be back next week!
QUICK JOKE
A completely inebriated man was stumbling down the
street with one foot on the curb and one foot in the gutter. A cop pulled up and
said, "I've got to take you in, pal. You're obviously drunk."
QUICK JOKE II
QUICK JOKE III "I know," says the priest, "that the Bible is the word of God, but it has been handled by the fallible hand of man for generations. It has been translated, retranslated, altered, edited, defiled, and changed numerous times. I would just like to see what the original Bible says." So God gave the priest the original copy of the Bible but, of course, it was not printed in English. The priest spent the next few centuries learning Aramaic and other dead languages until he was a linguistic master. Then, with the original Bible in hand, he goes to heaven's library and begins to read solidly for the next week. At the end of the week God is taking a walk and he sees the priest on a bench bent over the book and crying his eyes out muttering over and over again, "An "R!" They left out an "R!" God sits down on the bench next to the priest and tries to comfort him and asks what they problem is. Through he tears the priest says, "They left out the "R!" The word was CELEBRATE!!!"
GOT JOKE?
Dear Lisa, I believe that something my grandfather once said sums up my entire attitude about the ghost situation. I believe all of what I know, half of what I see, and nothing that I hear. To put it in a serious way (something rare for my letter's column, I know), I've had a string of experiences through my life that makes me know that there is more to this world that what we see, but I'm not so naive to believe every cock and bull story that comes my way, either.
Love, To write Donner, ask him a question, or seriously piss him off, visit the message board, guestbook, or write to him directly.
FITNESS (HERE WE GO AGAIN!) My wife loves The Biggest Loser. Personally, I can't stand the show because it depresses the fuck out of me. Not because I'm fat, but because I'm fat and I never get motivated enough to do a damned thing about it. Then this show comes on and you've got a guy who weighs well over 400 pounds (a milestone I have yet to reach, thank you) and within nine months, he's down to less than two hundred and looks awesome. Meanwhile, I'm there on the couch eating a bag of Doritos feeling like a worthless sack of crap knowing that I'm getting fatter with each delicious chip that passes between my lips. So, after listening to me whine of a few hours about being fat and lazy and out of shape, my wife had enough and enrolled us at 24 Hour Fitness. Now, this is going to cost us about 40 bucks a month and the old broad is so cheap that she will make me use my membership so who knows, maybe this is the beginning of a new and slimmer me. More likely, this is the beginning of a still fat and broker me. But, we'll see. Also, I was contacted this week about advertising gay porn on this website. I have no idea why, but what I do know is that it's goddamned hilarious.
See you at the gym... in the shower. Kisses.
Monday September 18, 2007
QUICK JOKE
A preacher was telling his congregation that
anything they could think of, old or new, was discussed somewhere in the Bible
and that the entirety of the human experience could be found there.
QUICK JOKE II
QUICK JOKE III
The old Lady figured, what the heck, as she hadn't found anything else.
So, she bought the frog and went to her car. Driving down the road the
frog whispered to her, "Kiss me, you won't be sorry." So, the old lady
figured what the heck, and kissed the frog.
GOT JOKE?
Dear Lisa, I would but I don't know where it is. I've tried searching under "lizard girl", "demon lizard girl", and "Demon morphing lizard girl" and all I get are videos of Ann Coulter!
Love, To write Donner, ask him a question, or seriously piss him off, visit the message board, guestbook, or write to him directly.
BUSY BUSY BUSY Working at an inner city school trying hard to get our name off the unacceptable list is a lot of work. I'm up at the school upwards of twelve hours a day now tutoring and the like trying to teach kids how to take a goddamned test that will be obsolete in three years anyway. All so this school... one of the only safe places for these kids to go all day... won't get shut down and boarded up another victim of that No Child Left Behind horseshit that's been defecated down our throats. Needless to say, I'm a busy little monkey and to do any work on the website at all requires me now to stay up into the wee hours of the morning. This sucks frog balls because now the site is finally starting to take off and become the place I've wanted it to be for over eleven years. Finally, it's doing it. It's getting upwards of 10,000 page impressions a day, the ad revenue is picking up, and the site is gaining in popularity... all while I have precious little time to work on it. Oy vey! So, let me address a few things: What's going on with Justice Squad? I won't lie to you, kiddies, I've dropped the ball on this one. Call it a lack of time, call it fear of writing the last few episodes and having them suck... I've just neglected the entire affair when I shouldn't have. And so, the final episodes of season five will start to premiere (according to plan, at least) on the website on October 1st, 2007 starting with a new episode called "The League of Ordinary Gentlemen" and going all the way until the end. What's going on with LOLA? An even bigger clusterfuck, I assure you. Jesse and I have been writing this monster off and on for over an entire year now and we just can't make it come together. I'm not saying that it won't ever happen, but I just don't know when. Stay tuned. When can we expect another LOL movie? I may do one this weekend... I'm thinking something like Star Wars or Batman. We'll see. If I don't do one this weekend, it's going to be a long time off which sucks because the LOL version of Star Trek First Contact is becoming somewhat legendary on the net right now. How much weight have you lost? Not that it's any of your business, but... seven pounds.
I'm off to go warp young minds. Peace out.
Monday September 18, 2007
QUICK JOKE
Mrs. Ogden went to her doctor and said "Please
give me a prescription for the Pill."
QUICK JOKE II
QUICK JOKE III
GOT JOKE?
Dear Liam Smith, Yes, but notice how I left your grammar skills alone.
Love, To write Donner, ask him a question, or seriously piss him off, visit the message board, guestbook, or write to him directly.
OSAMA YO' MAMA! Ever feel like you're the only person in a crowded room and you're screaming and screaming for people's attention and no one looks at you? I don't mean that you're screaming about something like "look at my new tie! Isn't it rad!?" but I mean screaming about something really, really important like a fire and people just go on drinking sherries and talking about the new episode of Two and a Half Men as flames lick their ass. This has been my world ever since September 11th (the recent one, not the bad one) when a new video of Osama bin Laden was released and was played distastefully on every media outlet in America on the anniversary of the bad September 11th. Well, I've been screaming and screaming ever since - not in terror but hoping to spread a seed of common goddamned sense that everyone in the country seems to be lacking right now. You want to know what I'm screaming about? Fine, I'll tell you but I don't want a bunch of hate mail afterwards. You did ask for it, after all. This is what's I'm screaming: THIS IS NOT OSAMA BIN FUCKING LAMA!!! IT'S NOT HIM! IT DOESN'T EVEN LOOK LIKE HIM! FUCK BEANS, ARE YOU ALL FUCKING RETARDS!? Feels good to say it, doesn't it? I mean, seriously, have you even looked at the video? Have you taken a couple of minutes and really looked at it? Fellow citizens of the US of A, pay no attention to the man behind the curtain for the man behind the curtain has done nothing but cast a body double in the role of the world's most infamous terrorist.
Now I know what you're saying, "Der, but he's being taken care of in a secret hospital and so he looks better! DEEEERRPPP!" Nice try, oh watcher of FOX News and other propaganda, but unless this miraculous secret hospital that can do things that a well-stocked normal hospital can't also includes a brilliant facial reconstruction and nose surgeon, I'm not going to bite. Simply put, you can get healthier, you can put on a few pounds, and dye your beard (even if, I believe, that is forbidden by Muslim customs) that's fine, but you cannot absolutely cannot get your nose to nose to grow wider and grow your eye sockets further apart and I don't care how big of a devout leader of Allah you are or how many times a day you pray. If that was possible, I would be thinner and better looking and believe me, God will grant my prayer over the prayer of a mass murderer... at least I think he would. And, of course, shall I point out that the new video of this quote/unquote "Osama" is soft, blurry, and grainy? Sure, it was probably shot at a secret location out in the desert or something but why make it look so bad when all the other Al Qaeda videos are so clear and crisp? Why not show this new and improved-health Osama in all his high-resolution glory? Could it be that you don't want people to take too close of a look? Could it be that this isn't the real Osama bin Laden? Could it be that Al Qaeda is just looking to bolster support saying, "Oh hey, look! Osama's not really dead! Not at all! I mean, sure... he was... er, I mean is a megalomaniac who would take videos of himself all the time back before is was killed... er, I mean since he went into hiding and hasn't had a video of himself in years, but doesn't this blurry guy with a fake beard look like him a little?" Sorry, I'm not an idiot and I'm not convinced. So, why does it seem like every news organization is? Isn't this the kind of sloppy fact-checking shit that led to the downfall of Dan Rather? Sure it is, but then again all news in the USA nowadays is nothing more than propaganda for the traitor George W. Bush anyway and what better way of keeping people from noticing how badly you're fucking them, the troops, the environment, and the entire world in the bleeding orifice that used to be our collective asshole than by dragging out the boogeyman and parading him on the streets on the anniversary of the day we were suckerpunched by him? What better way of keeping people scared? What better way to make the sheep stay in line? What better way to maintain your secrecy? What better way to cover your own ass? So, yeah, I'm mad and ashamed of Americans in general right now who lack the brass tacks to step up and question this obvious fake. Get a cue, oh country of mine whom I love but just want to smack across the face, you've all been duped both by a bunch of coward hiding in the sand and by your own government. This is not Osama bin Laden! I will keep screaming until I am heard... until people exercise the right to question and demand answers. This is not Osama bin Laden. My voice will become hoarse and my head will ache, but I will still scream. This is not Osama bin Laden. I demand accountability, I demand honesty, I demand the country we had eight years ago. THIS IS NOT OSAMA BIN LADEN! For the sake of generations past who gave their lives for my freedom and generations to come who haven't enjoyed them, I will scream to make sure they will. THIS IS NOT OSAMA BIN FUCKING LADEN! Don't be fooled.
Until the next wave of bullshit engulfs us...
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