Showing posts with label Commies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Commies. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 7, 2020
RIP John Prine
I had a bunch of his albums when I was in college. I enjoyed his work even though he was a bit of a commie.
Still and all he had a lot of talent and wrote some great fun songs.
Rip John. I enjoyed a lot of your tunes.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Let's take a poll....err ok a chandelier.
Friday, September 25, 2009
For you guys who like to fight with Montana Urban Legend at other nasty places on the internets...

Just know that we are all entitled to our opinions and personal styles. Some of us are verbose, others pithy and some like me are simply demented. But know that the man has talent when talking about what is really important.
Not politics. Not liberal vs conservative. Not Democrat vs Republican. No not even Obama.
He is lyrical and most insightful when talking about the one most important thing in the world:
Just sayn'
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
Today's gratuitous bathtub photo is for all you commies.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Today's gratuitous bath tub scene, is a make up shot.

Can you guess who this star is? A clue: She has a weird first name that is the same as the last name of a crusty old communist TV star.
And she was famous for banging JFK.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Gratiutous bathtub scene, ultra liberal edition.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Oh Jane I just love your rug baby!

[The President speaks of Durand Durand's invention of a "positronic ray" weapon.]
Barbarella: Why would anybody want to invent a weapon?
President: How should I know?
Barbarella: I mean, the universe has been pacified for centuries… sir.
President: What we know of it. The trouble is, we don't know anything about Tau Ceti or its inhabitants.
Barbarella: You mean they could still be living in a primitive state of neurotic irresponsibility?
President: Precisely.
. . .
Barbarella: Something must be done!
President: Yes. And you are the girl who must do it.
Barbarella: Why me?!
President: Barbarella! I have no armies, or police… and I can't spare the Presidential Band. Besides, you're a five-star, double-rated astronavigatrix. Your mission, then.
[Barbarella abruptly stands straight and salutes.]
President: Find Durand Durand, and use all of your incomparable talents to preserve the security of the stars.
(Barbarella, 1968)
If Garage Mahal would comment here he would get his own tag. Just sayn'
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Hello Kitty 7, for Freder, Alpha liberal and the rest of the fans of Islamofascism.

You say you wanna start something new
And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'Baby,
I'm grievin'
But if you wanna leave,
take good care
I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child, girl
You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breakin' my heart in two
Because I never wanna see you a sad girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you wanna leave, take good care
I hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child, girl
Hello Kitty 4

Cat: No it's not.
Clay Boone: Well, what do you think we ought to do that's fittin' and proper?
Cat: Rob a train.
Jed: There ain't no trains around here.
Cat: Well then lets become communists and take control of the means of production. I read about in a book.
Jed: I don't know about that. Hey I have an idea.
Cat: What's that.
Jed: Show me your tits.
(Cat Ballou, 1965)
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