Retarded Customer: “How much is a bowl of soup?”WebDom: “$7 and it comes with pita”Retarded Customer: “How much is a bowl of soup?”WebDom: “$7”Retarded Customer: “No. HOW MUCH?”WebDom: “The size?”Retarded Customer: “Yes.”WebDom: “It’s a bowl, so about 24...
Freshman, I mean "First Year," Orientation this week. Regardless of major, they're required to sign up for Progressive Indoctrination during their first two semesters (not a joke, they just call it something more anodyne). And a classical music festival has begun,...
Yes, more stories of retardation. Retarded Waitress: Our sparkling water, is it carbonated? Retarded Waitress: The customer wants a hamburger but with the peppers on the side.Me: The hamburgers don't come with peppers. I think they likely said pickles.Retarded...
It’s been a long time since someone called me “Pal.” And after these links, it may be a lot longer.
Not my usual, but sometimes it needs to be done.
Thank Yahweh 2022 is over. Now we have a fresh, clean new year to fuck up. Here’s some Links to set the tone.
While Spud and I start whipping food together for tonight, y’all can relax and chow down on some Links.
They sent out the Jew today to bring tidings of somewhat mixed joy. aka Links.
This time of year, I like to point at goyim and laugh. But before I do that, let’s do Links.
Well, this was unexpected. But there’s some Links anyway.
Symbolism is more important than reality. And Links are more important than… oh wait, they’re not important. But here they are anyway.
Much glass melted, much furnace sweat, much concert, much muchness, and now, much Links.
Big project reaching climax. I’m shutting my eyes. After doing Links, of course.
On the road again, but not with Willie’s stash, alas. Just Links.
What kind of idiot would drive to Montana and back for Thanksgiving? Oh, this one.
My god, it’s full of Links!
Wherein I relate the highlight of my week, then drop Links on you.
Mea culpa, I haven’t been able to be around much, but still, serving up Links now and then.
I’m going to trust you all to behave yourselves without supervision. Maybe Links will keep you busy.
It’s always nice to be in a screaming rush and panic situation. Maybe Links will calm me down… nah.
I have a funny story. Then, you know, Links.
Spud and I return from the inner circle of Hell, 5 pounds heavier, and with tales to tell. Like… oh… Links.
Yeah, yeah, I know. But here i am. With Links.
Both figuratively and literally. And Links.
Fall is chock-a-block with Special Jew Days. But when it comes to Links, every day is a Special Jew Day. Because I’m a Special Jew.