Someone wrote and asked me why I haven’t celebrated Team USA winning the Women’s Football World Cup recently. Okay, here it is:
There ya go. (I think I got those rainbow colors right…)
Update: Okay, Alex Morgan isn’t a lesbian:
Someone wrote and asked me why I haven’t celebrated Team USA winning the Women’s Football World Cup recently. Okay, here it is:
There ya go. (I think I got those rainbow colors right…)
Update: Okay, Alex Morgan isn’t a lesbian:
Apparently Rep. Frederica Willams (Communist-FL) was on her way to a speaking engagement when she discovered she’d forgotten to brush her teeth. She stopped at a Walgreens on the way, and sent her assistant into the store to get her a toothbrush.
“Can I get a toothbrush for Congresswoman Williams?” she asked the clerk breathlessly.
The clerk thought for a moment, then replied, “Sounds like a fair trade.”
I’d like to see a lot more of this attitude:
Gerard O’Shaughnessy posted a job advertisement to hire candidates for social media marketing roles at his online ad agency, Business Marketing Services Ltd (BMS) in West Yorkshire.
The 48-year-old created the brutally honest advert saying ‘mickey takers’ and those who call in sick with hangovers need not apply.
Mr O’Shaughnessy became frustrated after wading through stacks of applicants who didn’t fit the bill for the role, which would see the employee working from 9-3, with free gym access, but would also mean their phone was locked away all day.
After stating the perks of the job, he then highlights that he doesn’t want people who are addicted to their phones to apply as well as weekend party-goers and those with ‘psycho’ boyfriends demanding regular text updates.
Mr O’Shaughnessy has been working at the business for 15 years, and said we are living in a ‘generation of snowflakes’.
He highlighted how previous staff members had ‘complete meltdowns’ after the company made it compulsory two months ago for phones to be locked away each day – only being given back at lunch time and of course at the end of the day.
Give the man a medal.
Hmmmm:
(To see your state’s relationship with other states, go here and click on your home state.)
Looks like I’m not going to be taking that drive trip up to the Pacific Northwest (or New England) after all. In the case of Portland, that’s probably for the best. I don’t need those kinds of headlines, and I think I’m about done with killing.
Last week I looked at offensive ads from days gone by — and by “offensive”, I mean things that would “offend” the Permanently Sensitive Set, bless their little snowflake hearts.
While doing the research, I also happened on some still-more offensive ads — guaranteed to get others’ feeeewings all tearful (except for those who frequent this website, that is. Actually, they are enough to make even me a little tearful, but not for the reasons one would expect). Here’s a sample:
There’s hunting:
Now it’s time for some cismale gendernormative patriarchal fascism (I think I got that right):
And guns for Christmas — nothing like a visit from ol’ Santy bearing the right kind of gift:
(Note the publication for the above ad…)
Now it’s time for a little “flowers” advertising (back the hearse up to the door, and let them smell the flowers):
And then there’s the simple choice:
And one last reminder:
I wonder what the number is for the AR15 and AK-47? Let’s look at some other options:
And speaking of which, note the prices:
Now that’s enough to make me weep.