“Not sure what it means to have your crotch pommeled, but when I try to picture it, I imagine a drunken Matt Schlapp, in his underwear, punching Huffman’s nuts like a speedbag.“
I would have to imagine that Schlapp treated Huffman’s crotch the way a gymnast would treat a *pommel* horse, but I could definitely be mistaken.
I was feeling low, with Forlorn February Fatigue. Then I saw your picture of Matt Schlapp and LOL'd all over the place. Many thanks, and do you accept Medicare Supplement Plan G?
"I mean, at this point, it’s almost kind of banal to point out Republican cray-cray, but that’s only because we’ve got so used to it that it no longer feels like much of a story when the sexual allegation du jour is nothing more than a good, old-fashioned crotch pommeling."
I thought the banality had surely peaked nearly 4 years ago when I watched this former cheesy gameshow host tell Dr. Deborah Birk that having folks drink bleach and somehow get the interior of their body blasted with UV light on a regular basis would stop COVID. I was talking with a friend on the phone at the time, whilst we were watching this, and we both agreed that no one could ever top the cray-cray encapsulated in that one statement ever again in American politics.
As you would answer, I have been repeatedly proven wrong in the thought nothing could be more banal than that sage medical advice (I am willing to bet real American dollars that this advice originated with the cheesy guy's son Eric), and the fact that Dr. Birk pretty much froze and lost her "True American Hero Award" moment by not telling the cheesy former game show host he was the stupidest person she had ever heard speak. And no, don't drink bleach or swallow small UV lights.
So, this taco bar. Will it in any way be similar to the Mexican Fiesta section of the Wendy’s Super Bar of yore? Could it also include the bucket’o’chocolate pudding? Not for the tacos. Just because I like pudding and it was my favorite part of the regular Wendy’s salad bar. Oh and the bucket of tiny ham cubes.
You have that focus that I lack. I ballyhooed about the fact this craziness is unbelievable, whilst you zeroed in on the real topic of importance. I’m a big taco fan.
“Not sure what it means to have your crotch pommeled, but when I try to picture it, I imagine a drunken Matt Schlapp, in his underwear, punching Huffman’s nuts like a speedbag.“
I would have to imagine that Schlapp treated Huffman’s crotch the way a gymnast would treat a *pommel* horse, but I could definitely be mistaken.
It should be noted that said "blue-blazered fellows" are also batshit fucking crazy. They just used to hide it better.
That ability to hide it is slipping.
That or they no longer feel compelled to hide it anymore. I fear that's the more likely possibility.
I was feeling low, with Forlorn February Fatigue. Then I saw your picture of Matt Schlapp and LOL'd all over the place. Many thanks, and do you accept Medicare Supplement Plan G?
He does. He helped me last year with my Saul retirement syndrome. I’m not cured but on the mend.
"I mean, at this point, it’s almost kind of banal to point out Republican cray-cray, but that’s only because we’ve got so used to it that it no longer feels like much of a story when the sexual allegation du jour is nothing more than a good, old-fashioned crotch pommeling."
I thought the banality had surely peaked nearly 4 years ago when I watched this former cheesy gameshow host tell Dr. Deborah Birk that having folks drink bleach and somehow get the interior of their body blasted with UV light on a regular basis would stop COVID. I was talking with a friend on the phone at the time, whilst we were watching this, and we both agreed that no one could ever top the cray-cray encapsulated in that one statement ever again in American politics.
As you would answer, I have been repeatedly proven wrong in the thought nothing could be more banal than that sage medical advice (I am willing to bet real American dollars that this advice originated with the cheesy guy's son Eric), and the fact that Dr. Birk pretty much froze and lost her "True American Hero Award" moment by not telling the cheesy former game show host he was the stupidest person she had ever heard speak. And no, don't drink bleach or swallow small UV lights.
The last several years have been a parade of non-stop "hold my beer" moments.
So, this taco bar. Will it in any way be similar to the Mexican Fiesta section of the Wendy’s Super Bar of yore? Could it also include the bucket’o’chocolate pudding? Not for the tacos. Just because I like pudding and it was my favorite part of the regular Wendy’s salad bar. Oh and the bucket of tiny ham cubes.
You have that focus that I lack. I ballyhooed about the fact this craziness is unbelievable, whilst you zeroed in on the real topic of importance. I’m a big taco fan.
It's about priorities, Greg.
Yes to the pudding tub, no to the ham cubes. If it goes well this year, maybe we'll spring for the ham next year.
The pudding will be simulated chocolate. It's much cheaper.