Putting all questions of moral rectitude aside, what do they think is gonna happen? Like, you killed 400 Palastinians in Gaza and now there’s more rockets shooting farther into Israel and the British Embassy in Iran just got stormed. Are you going to keep bombing until Gaza becomes a nuclear power?
Sarah Palin’s daughter Bristol gave birth to a son named Tripp Easton Mitchell yesterday morning. Let’s all take a moment to welcome him into the world and also to wonder when as a society we’ll decide that, in certain cases, naming a child constitutes child abuse. You can raise a well-adjusted human being or you can name your kid Apple, but you can’t do both.
Not to jump on the, you know, Caroline Kennedy, backlash wagon, but you know, Caroline, maybe you’ll, you know, be an OK senator, but, you know, you sound like a, you know, fucking moron. You know?
It’s not that I don’t think a country has a right to defend itself, and throwing stones or firing rockets blindly into Israel isn’t, you know, awesome… but sometimes when I’m walking Hamiton the little French Bulldog on my block tries to get into it with us. I hold him back because, you know, even though that dick French Bulldog started it, it wouldn’t really be fair to just like, go for it. You know?
Also, have you ever tried to buy a stereo in New York?
You ever noticed how when it doesn’t coincide with Christmas, Hanukkah sucks extra? Can’t we all just finally agree that Santa has nothing to do with Jesus and then we can celebrate Christmas with you guys?