…to make an actual joke about the White House Correspondents dinner thing. From, of all people, New Wife:
“Wouldn’t it be funny if the guy wasn’t after the President at all, but just wanted to shoot the journalist who was having an affair with his wife?”
Here’s a good question:
Yeah. So, for the donors, the orgs funneling the dollars, and for that matter the recipients of said slush money:
Extreme? I don’t think so… when you consider the alternatives.
From Insty, responding to this report:
“And if you do move to the States, whatever you do, do not move to Tennessee. Guns everywhere, drunken rednecks in pickup trucks, rattlesnakes, murder hornets — be smart and stay far away.”
Ditto Texas. We’re moar gunny, moar drunken, moar pickups, moar rattlesnakey, dunno about murder hornets but we got fire ants. Go to New York or California, which have none of the above. Tell them that both Insty and I sent you.
And following on from the above, it looks like Tennessee has the right idea:
“The Senate passed SB 1847 on April 21st. The House followed with HB 1807 on April 23rd. If the governor signs it, property owners will be able to use deadly force to prevent trespass, arson, damage to property including livestock, burglary, theft, robbery, or aggravated cruelty to animals as soon as July 1, 2026.”
“If”?
Message to criminal scrotes: FAFO.
Just a mischievous thought: under that “aggravated cruelty to animals” part, what about those ATF and DEA agents who go after a homeowner’s dog as part of their warrant-free home attacks?
And from Teh Classics:
And on that cheerful thought:
Wait! I forgot that last week featured Earth Day!
And in a totally unrelated train of thought, this earlier theme was (to judge from the emails I got) surprisingly popular:
Let’s hear it for the 1960s, and models like Hungarian beauty Zsusa Vellai:
