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Monday, September 26, 2005

Boobs for Peace?

Someone explain how this is supposed to help bring about peace in our time? (See, in particular, picture 55773165).

I mean, it certainly won’t be overwhelming us with the awesome beauty of nature. In fact, I find myself having to fight off the angry urge to claw my eyes from their sockets, which I don’t think was the goal of the topless protest.

But if the weeping women of exceptional droopage think that this is how they can convince the world to take them seriously, who am I to judge? If I were actually enjoying the view, I’m sure that I’d be missing the point, but since I seem to have missed the point anyway, I’d much rather be enjoying the experience.

Thanks, Former Blogger Patrick. Sort of.

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Man, what is it with you and your obsession with naked old people?  Or should that be, old naked people?  Whatever.  I just hope you don’t become a flasher when you join the geriatric set.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 02:51 PM

Dude, it’s like they’re haunting me.

shut eye

on Sep 26 2005 @ 02:54 PM

Hey, good line.  I’ll use that one the next time I get caught stalking the girls of Victoria’s Secret.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 02:56 PM

Let me know if it works. That could be pretty useful information.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 03:01 PM

Somehow I knew what I was going to be seeing, but I clicked anyway.

I was right.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 06:16 PM

Those chicks are slackers, dude!

Check out Bare Witness.

I think their motto is something like, “It takes a bush to beat a Bush”.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 06:42 PM

Do you think that maybe they would stop being so annoying if someone gave them a job and they had a little less free time on their hands.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 07:06 PM

You know, if someone wants to flash something in the name of peace, I guess that would be okay.  But I’m so very offended at the upside-down flag (55772847). 

I am a whole lot tolerant of expressing ones dissatisfaction but c’mon, people.  Maybe they DO need jobs.  Or maybe some freakin’ manners.

The best goddamned country on the stinking planet and—awww to hell with it.  You know what I mean.

on Sep 26 2005 @ 09:26 PM
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