A sure sign that one is in thrall to a mass movement cult of personality:
Insult his exalted inamorato and he will attack you like a honey badger protecting her brood. Call him a cunt, however, and he'll whistle past the graveyard. Funny how that works. High marks for consistency, though.
Many thanks to the peerless Jeff Goldstein at Protein Wisdom for his links and support. Jeff is a brilliant voice against the traducers of classical liberalism, and a personal hero. He's also having a fundraiser to support his indispensable work. Go forth, and show the imperial purse snatchers how the wealth is morally spread: by gifts for good works, offered beyond the extortion of the state. It is the worthiest of causes.
Finally made it through the previous post. My tounge got stuck licking the windows of the Special Needs bus.
Posted by: Cappy at November 1, 2008 2:25 AMSorry 'bout your tongue cappy... my dick got caught in the door. Either that, or I stepped on it on the way off the bus. Hurt like a sumbitch either way.
Posted by: RedNeck at November 1, 2008 7:16 AMHuh? I thought he quit again. That's what I read a month or two ago. I can never keep up.
Posted by: agent bedhead at November 1, 2008 10:08 PM