More of Justine’s Crap
“Ooh, don’t call me the ‘mother hen!’ That’s so, like, sexist!, y’know?”
Give me an effing break.
Earth to Justine: all gender-specific words are “sexist.” Duh! Would you really feel that much better if I called you to the father rooster instead?! Yeah, that takes care of the “sexism” problem, fer shure. Maybe I should call you “Justin” instead of “Justine.” Feel better now? Moron. No, wait, maybe that should be “morine.” Sexist, my [insert symbol of Democratic Party here].
April 1st, 2004 at 5:41 am
Following the damnum logic
At some point, Jeff, emphasis on the eff as in effing break, decided he knew more about language than George Bernard Shaw. Shaw, mind you. Based on this brilliant welf-assessment, he picks random letters and expects the entire blogosphere to…
April 1st, 2004 at 9:14 am
April Foolery
Lest we forget today is April Fool’s Day…which means that you should beware what you read on the internet. April Foolery falls into three categories: Foolery, Questionable and Legitimate. The foolery has begun among members of the Bear Flag League,…