Tuesday, May 27, 2008

On The Plight of the Neutral Observer in a War Zone

1. BPWTF? Since I'm not sure I'm at liberty to reveal the connection, I won't. Let's just say it's pretty deeply rooted.

2. Conrad. Conrad is soused and lives in Turkey. He's from the same minion gene pool as Purple and Whispers.

3. Conrad's brother Conrad Graham (the blog formerly known as I Don't Care If You Don't Like Me). Way the fuck less soused than he used to be, and lives in Philadelphia. Also from the same minion gene pool as Purple and Whispers. Cute as a fucking bug, and far less annoying.

4. Kitten Wars. Smart money's on the cracker. The intellectual doesn't have the stomach for a long war.

5. Speaking of which, don't you people ever learn?

The Golden Swiss Bunnies of the Apocalypse. Surrender and get really fat thighs.

No, this bunny's going to kick your ass. Seriously. Appropos of nothing, I found this bunny at a publication called New Lesbian Times. I do not know what that means.

Clorg supporters.

Hello Dweeze.

Seriously, dogs just suck.

If Rose McGowan as an armed amputee isn't the hottest fucking bunny ever, I don't know what is.

Obama supporters.

Nothing is safe from performance art.


Sasha said...

What is that bunny doing in her lap?

Jolene said...

Whatever it's doing, I hope for her sake it doesn't bite.

That giant bunny is terrifying.

Also, those Lindt bunnies will kill you. There used to be a Lindt store down the street from my lab when I was in grad school, and apparently they used to sell them with little bells tied to the ribbons around their necks. And then they stopped because little kids were swallowing and chocking on them. So this annoying German postdoc in my lab started bitching about how awful and litigious Amercians were and now the poor little chocolate bunnies couldn't have bells. Or something. I was all, shut up, do you really need a bell on your stupid chocolate bunny? You can't eat it. Unless you're going to put the bunny on display for decoration, you're just going to throw the bell away anyway. Who the fuck cares?

I should mention that I really didn't like her, so my reaction might have been somewhat exaggerated.

By the way, I usually don't do this, but my verification word is "fgaglmo". I feel like maybe I should be offended.

bpwtf? said...

I had a bunny once. They told me it was a girl, but I woke up one night and it had just finished trying to make baby bunnies with my shoulder. Left a warm, gooey present in my armpit.

The bunny burgers were delicious, and mom just loved her new bunny fur hat.

If I was a furry, I would be a bunny and I would hump on everyone - yeah, that would be great.

Dweeze said...

Sure, drag me in just to make a furry joke.