And a greenie…
And a greenie…
I love a good car, because a good car is better than any man (or woman). It’ll be loyal. It’ll be your friend. It’ll do whatever you want, and it’ll do whatever you need it to. It’s a beautiful thing.
So, in keeping it fair with how ruthless I was with some truly hideous cars, I will now show you some great cars and explain what I think is so great about them.
First up is the Lexus SC430. To be completely honest and in the interests of full disclosure, I own one of these beauties. It’s had a complete overhaul though, so is now absolutely incomparable with the original Lexus SC430.
This is what the original SC430 looks like. Mine isn’t majorly different in design, but everything under the bonnet is completely different. However, I will give a fair assessment of the original.
The original was much easier to handle, but mine runs much better and is more economical, despite being much more powerful. The SC430 runs smoothly, handles well, and is incredibly responsive. It’s easy to fall in the trap of just wanting to go for a drive just for the luxury of being in this beautiful car, and to want to reward it.
Sent to me by email, is the latest version of fruit juice.
Allegedly, the main ingredient is rohypnol.
While most of the pedantic, two-dimensional, inside-the-box-thinking, conservative political hacks are touting Tom Ridge for the slot (Not a bad guy, but…), David Freddoso notes a far superior choice has been proposed: The Republican Governor of Alaska, Sarah Palin.
I believe this is a truly inspired idea. Gov. Palin ran as an anti-corruption outsider, and handily defeated a corrupt and entrenched Republican political machine. Plus, at 44, she would almost totally wipe the “age issue” McCain has off the slate, and since Obama is only two years her senior, there is no way they could attack her for her youth and inexperience: She has much more executive experience than Senator Obama has.
Not to mention the fact that, she’s a gorgeous woman who exudes mass quantities of charisma…
and has a super-solid family life.
Dibs on the eldest daughter! LOL!
This inspired choice would allow McCain to actually capitalize on his “maverick” persona, as Gov. Palin shook Alaska politics to the core: She’s a charming, charismatic woman, but she can also play with the big boys and kick ass.
What say ye?
UPDATE: Things are looking optimistic!
UPDATE II: Welcome to all 4500 8000 40,000 in the past few hours (so far!) people visiting us from Google. We’re a fairly opinionated right-wing blog, and you might like to take a look at our “About” page. You might also be interested in our other coverage of Sarah Palin and whether she becomes a prospective Vice President of the United States. You can find this coverage here and here. Personally, I hope she does, but you can feel free to debate the idea in comments below. All first comments are moderated, but unless you either insult or use severe profanity (and I mean severe by my standards, which generally only means the C U Next Tuesday word or the implication that someone has had a rather enjoyable erotic experience with someone who has borne a child), however if you come up with a new one, I may simply delete your comment. I, and all other contributors to this blog are more than fair in what we permit.
UPDATE III: Nayr Drahcir, don’t bother even trying. You will not be published.
UPDATE IV: A lot of people must like Palin.
UPDATE VI: Funniest observation on the announcement yet: “Put Obama and Palin on a basketball court one on one. Winner takes all!”
UPDATE VII: [spot_the_dog] No, we do not have any pictures of “Sarah Palin + Naked,” nor do we have any of “Sarah Palin + Swimsuit.” In the past 24 hours, there have been 157 separate searches on this site for “Sarah Palin Swimsuit,” and 161 separate searches for “Sarah Palin Naked.” I repeat, we have no bathing suit, swim suit, bikini, or naked pictures of Sarah Palin. What kind of people do you think we are, anyway? 😉
UPDATE VIIa: [spot_the_dog] Ace has noticed a similar search phenomenon on his blog and has a theory…
UPDATE IX: We got it! YES! Nude photo of Sarah Palin right here! (C’mon. You know you want to click.)
UPDATE X: Feel free to visit our main page and read the latest posts we’ve written.
I don’t usually engage in conspiracy theories (Troofers, anyone?) but this one is different. My Conspiracy, hereby known as The Drinks Scam Conspiracy, is so ridiculous that if anyone believes it, I will laugh my ass off and mock them for as long as I live.
The Drinks Scam Conspiracy is based on a simple premise: some people will buy absolutely anything. So allow me to now detail the Conspiracy for you.
We all know that Global Warming/Climate Change is real and must be fought immediately, and therefore, for a reason that makes absolutely no sense, we have to get rid of the carbon.
Many alcohols are filtered through carbon to remove impurities and unwanted flavours and other assorted things, so it naturally follows that we need to remove the carbon from the alcohol brewing process. Our superiors (ie, Those Who Believe) therefore believe that in order to fight Global Warming, we need to have either beer that tastes like piss, or go without a wide range of drinks, because from memory, beer, wine, vodka, bourbon and Southern Comfort are all carbon-filtered.
This got me thinking about Dear Leader Kevin’s alcopops tax. Since Dear Leader’s alcopops tax was introduced to “curb teenage binge drinking”, we can safely assume that this tax is for the good of the children, and that alcohol is always bad. So it naturally follows that since alcohol is bad, alcohol that is carbon filtered is extra bad. So we’re taught about the evils of carbon, starting as early as the age of five.
We’re through the looking glass here people…
Global Warming was invented to curb drinking!
I love Batman, he’s the greatest Superhero to ever grace this earth, and even Gotham City.
So how did I react at being given a pair of bat earrings for Christmas?
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! THEY’RE BATS!!! I LOVE BATS!!! I HAVE BAT EARRINGS!!! THAT IS SO FUCKING COOL!!!
All at several decibels above safe sound…
So there was innocent, naive, little me, clicking on a link a mate sent me in an email, and I come up with this image of a threesome.
I laughed so hard at the picture that I cried. It’s fantastic!!!
Someone out there is creative.
I offer you the paragraph given on our About page, regarding me.
A zillion bonus points to those who notice what parts are now incorrect.
Ash is a young’un living in the suburban areas of Melbourne, Australia. She spends life lazing about on the couch, working for not nearly enough money (you readin’ this boss?!), changing nappies, sleeping, and devotes plenty of time to reading the latest comedy dribbling out of moonbats. Ash is a long time devotee of all kinds of different music, mostly rock, easy listening and metal. Ash also doesn’t eat chicken, merely because chicken is evil. Ash once wanted to be a member of a union, because it seemed like a good idea. Then Ash actually met a member of a union, and Ash’s plan changed to not wanting to be a union member.
There’s a few, so read carefully.
And remember folks, a zillion points can buy this smashingly handsome moustache comb!
Anyone game to interpret this one from a white Aboriginal Hispanic feminist perspective?
This is the scene over Melbourne several weeks ago.
I don’t suppose any of you are game enough to interpret the photograph from a feminist chauvinist post-modern traditionalist perspective?
Following yesterday’s revelations that Tim Blair’s site is written by a woman, and the startling news that Andrew Bolt’s site is written by a half-man, half-woman combination, I checked our site and I’m pleased to announce that we’re written by 70% males. Which is probably right on the mark.
So now that I knew what gender we are, I had to go found out what type of bloggers we are. This analysis found that we are the Doers:
The active and play-ful type. They are especially attuned to people and things around them and often full of energy, talking, joking and engaging in physical out-door activities.
The Doers are happiest with action-filled work which craves their full attention and focus. They might be very impulsive and more keen on starting something new than following it through. They might have a problem with sitting still or remaining inactive for any period of time.
Of particular interest was the analysis of what part of our brains we use when we’re writing posts. Have a look below.
Tonight is the night I find out whether a mythical event is possible.
I have two 600 gram jars of Vegemite.
I have a tablespoon.
I have a packet of Savoys (though hardly necessary).
It’s time to find out whether it is possible to overdose on Vegemite.
I also have a bucket, but you don’t want to know about that.
Here is a picture of Melbourne’s sky, taken about 10 minutes ago.
This will no doubt change. Within the next ten minutes.
I’m not a good gardener. The only thing I can grow is dirt, and I do that very effectively.
So fully aware of my inability to do anything at all in the garden, I bought a plant.
Updates on the plant’s health will be forthcoming.
Someone should call the RSPP.
What a little showoff!
I will say, that is one of the coolest photos I’ve ever had the privilege of taking. That duck was incredibly happy to pose for me. Walked right up, no doubt expecting food, and it came right up for photos.
Do not, I repeat, do not, run down wooden stairs with nylon stockings on your feet.
Warning: The rest of this post is quite alarming, so only click for more if you think you’re prepared for it.
I spent mine here:
And saw this delightful little fellow, whom Tizona seems convinced is a drop bear. It’s actually a baby brush tail possum. As I recall, he was a rather thirsty little guy. It was 40C out there (hold on a sec, our US friends, I’ll find it! 104F), and I poured the poor little guy a bit of fresh water. He lapped it up, and looked rather greedily at the bottle I was holding, as if he knew that if he looked sufficiently cute, he’d get more of it.
And just to placate Tizona, see if you can spot the hoop snakes in this picture: