There was this and then this and now there’s this: Dearest Charles, Many apologies for my much delayed response to your last correspondence. I have been extremely busy these past few long days organizing the local Klan uprising. No one ever really thinks about how much planning, flyering, and Tang mixing goes into your average Klan konference. No one, that is, except the koordinators themselves. And, of course, the kraft-tent organizers. (Just between you and…
After this, simply this: Lindsey, A comparison to Mencia is a low blow indeed, one that I hope has most more to do with that comedian’s penchant for sucking than the fact that he and I share a Latino heritage. The race card is now in play. You Racist, Charles When I got this message, I cracked up uncontrollably for about five minutes. I really don’t think any response I muster could possibly be good…
I was alerted to this nugget of forced hilarity over at Knoxville Metropulse yesterday. I was a flaming bitch on wheels yesterday, so reading that really, really annoyed me. Like, more than most things — like breathing and blinking — annoy me. And I have mostly grown out of that phase where I like to argue with people on the internet (save the occasional passive-aggressive rant about drunk bitches from Virginia), so I shocked even…
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