Throught the miracle of blogspot interface, we’ve been able to hack into this racist, sexist, homophobic, lying blog to post the Truth, the Whole Truth and Nothing but the Truth about these lying, racist, sexist, homophobic bushchimpsterhilterrepeblithugchenyrove (did I say racist?) fascists!!!!!
Here are some links that prove, PROVE, I say, that everything all these morans say are LIES, LIES, LIES!!!!
http://www.maebrussell.com/Mae%20Brussell%20Articles/Nazi%20Connection%20to%20JFK%20Assass.html
http://www.total911.info/2005/06/911-truthers-confront-nist-at-wtc.html
http://www.bartcop.com/webring.htm
http://www.savagestupidity.com/links.html
http://blogs.knoxnews.com/knx/telebuddy/archives/rosie05.jpg
http://www.heptune.com/farts.html
http://uglydemocrats.com/democrats/United-States/Michael-Moore/michael-moore-2.jpg
Rush Limbaugh is a racist. Michael Savage is a racist. Paul Harvey is a racist.
H.V. Kaltenborn was a racist.
http://www.otr.com/kaltenborn.shtml
Everyone is a racist except us; we hate everybody (except each other, of course).
I could go on, but why bother? We’re smart – they’re dumb. We’re right – they’re wrong. We win – they lose. Every… single… time!!!
Case closed.
Take that!!!!
Very truly yours,
Vicegrip
Pinhead (f/k/a Eastwood; former – yeah, that’s right, FORMER - co-worker of Vicegrip. I’ve moved on, y’know.)
UPDATE: In the spirit of reconciliation and to assuage any unfounded fears, I’m changing one word in my paraphrase of the Orson Welles quote. If you compare it to the original quote by Welles, I think you’ll agree it makes for a better analogy, too.
Although I must agree that much of what you posted is very persuasive, I’m somewhat concerned at the vitriolic tone you two have taken.
I have a question, too: If you two really managed to hack into this esteemed blog, why is the name “Curious Texan” displayed at the top of this post?
Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain!
Yeah, that’s right (Pinhead, you’re WAAAAAY smarter than Curious Texan!)
Dio or no Dio, just repeat after me:
“We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.We’re smart, they’re dumb. We’re right, they’re wrong. We win, they lose.”
This is Curious Texan, ladies and gentlemen, out of character to assure you that “We’ve Done It! ” has no further significance than as the holiday offering it was intended to be. Ivory Dome’s own Internet version of dressing up in a sheet and jumping out of a bush and saying Boo!
Starting now, we couldn’t soap all your windows and steal all your garden gates by tomorrow night… so we did the best next thing. We annihilated the world before your very eyes, and utterly destroyed the Ivory Dome. You will be relieved, I hope, to learn that we didn’t mean it, and that both institutions are still open for business.
So goodbye everybody, and remember please, for the next day or so, the terrible lesson you learned tonight. That grinning, glowing, globular invader of your living room is an inhabitant of the pumpkin patch, and if your doorbell rings and nobody’s there, that was no liberal… it’s Flag Day.
At the risk of stating the obvious, that last comment was a paraphrase of the final remarks by Orson Welles at the end of the classic October 30, 1938 radio play “War of the Worlds.” For the uninitiated, here’s a link to the script:
http://members.aol.com/jeff1070/script.html
If you’ve never heard the actual radio play or know of the panic that followed, it’s worth a listen. Tremendously powerful stuff.
Lest anyone think I’m placing this silly little post in the same category as the works of Orson Welles (or H.G. Wells, whose novel inspired the radio adaptation), I’m not that vain. As I mentioned recently over at PTS:
Do I take myself seriously? Not at all.
So let me ask Vyse, Rivethead and Dio the question that Rivethead posed to me:
You can’t take yourself seriously, can you?