Good thing — for his sake — the Russian president has suppressed democracy. Imagine the field day his opponents could have with this footage —
On a walk through the Kremlin, Vladamir Putin kissed a boy on his stomach, patted his head and walked through a crowd of astonished tourists.
Germany surrenders.
“The English proved themselves world champs. They practically drank us dry.”
–Nuremberg city official Peter Murrmann.
England’s massive army of World Cup fans is drinking Germany dry, it emerged yesterday.
Breweries warned beer could run out before the final because of huge demand from our supporters.
In Nuremberg, organisers revealed 70,000 England fans who flooded the city drank 1.2 MILLION pints of beer – an average of 17 pints each. Astonished bar keeper Herrmann Murr said: “Never have I seen so many drink so much in such little time.”
Overheated — and overdone — disputes aside, I’m not going to drop the issue of gay representation in the media. A recent post on Queerty ("One step forward, one step back") addressed the progress, or lack thereof, found within homo-themed advertising — 
For every Diet Coke commercial featuring Carson Kressley, there’s a Nabisco "Snack Fairy" spot playing off the stereotype of feminine men.
Huh? You mean the Diet Coke commercial featuring the star of "Queer Eye" doesn’t play off the stereotype of feminine men? I’m truly confused.
While I’m not intending to reignite my (finally) latent feud with Duane, I can’t help but find some irony within his latest post — though there’s nothing funny about his threat to euthanize a cat that’s terrorizing his pooch (now who’s the pussy?) 
I actually like dogs … but I adore cats. When I was younger my family owned a big, strapping German Shepherd who was completely intimidated by our big, strapping orange tabby. I’d feed the dog his nightly rations, and before he could ingest "Kitty" would cooly walk over, slap the dog on its nose and take a few bites from the canine’s morsels. Despite holding a significant weight advantage, the shepherd would cower in the corner, waiting for permission to eat.
Damn I loved that cat.
It’s all in the genes, at least in my case. After I took care of a friend’s dog recently, I casually mentioned to my dad how much I enjoyed the pup’s company. I might as well have told him I’d become a Buddhist: "You still like cats better, don’t you?"
Always, father. Dogs are nice, but cats are the king of the jungle.
"So why has my party, the party of small government, lately adopted the practices of our opponents who believe the bigger the government the better? I’m afraid it’s because at times we value our incumbency more than our principles. We came to office to reduce the size of government. Lately, we have increased the size of government in order to stay in office. The editors of National Review have aruged — and I agree with them — that unless Republicans curb government spending by reforming the budget process, we may lose our majorities in the House and Senate. I will go one step further and say that if Republicans do not reform our budget process, we will deserve to lose our majorities."
—John McCain, my favorite Republican contrarian (hell, he’s the only one). Whatever you think of him, there can be no rational argument that he doesn’t deserve the GOP nomination. Still, if I were a betting man, I’d place my money on the frat boy son of a football coach, George Allen.
Good thing — for his sake — the Russian president has suppressed democracy. Imagine the field day his opponents could have with this footage —
On a walk through the Kremlin, Vladamir Putin kissed a boy on his stomach, patted his head and walked through a crowd of astonished tourists.
Germany surrenders. 
"The English proved themselves world champs. They practically drank us dry."
–Nuremberg city official Peter Murrmann.
England’s massive army of World Cup fans is drinking Germany dry, it emerged yesterday.
Breweries warned beer could run out before the final because of huge demand from our supporters.
In Nuremberg, organisers revealed 70,000 England fans who flooded the city drank 1.2 MILLION pints of beer – an average of 17 pints each. Astonished bar keeper Herrmann Murr said: "Never have I seen so many drink so much in such little time."
“To avoid criticism do nothing, say nothing, be nothing.”
–Elbert Hubbard, author
I dunno, but I can assure you I’d never wear red tights in public.
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