Seen on the street in Kyiv.

Words of Advice:

"If Something Seems To Be Too Good To Be True, It's Best To Shoot It, Just In Case." -- Fiona Glenanne

“The Mob takes the Fifth. If you’re innocent, why are you taking the Fifth Amendment?” -- The TOFF *

"Foreign Relations Boil Down to Two Things: Talking With People or Killing Them." -- Unknown

“Speed is a poor substitute for accuracy.” -- Real, no-shit, fortune from a fortune cookie

"Thou Shalt Get Sidetracked by Bullshit, Every Goddamned Time." -- The Ghoul

"If you believe that you are talking to G-d, you can justify anything.” — my Dad

"Colt .45s; putting bad guys in the ground since 1873." -- Unknown

"Stay Strapped or Get Clapped." -- probably not Mr. Rogers

"The Dildo of Karma rarely comes lubed." -- Unknown

"Eck!" -- George the Cat

* "TOFF" = Treasonous Orange Fat Fuck,
"FOFF" = Felonious Old Fat Fuck,
"COFF" = Convicted Old Felonious Fool,
A/K/A Commandante (or Cadet) Bone Spurs,
A/K/A El Caudillo de Mar-a-Lago, A/K/A the Asset,
A/K/A P01135809, A/K/A Dementia Donnie, A/K/A Felon^34,
A/K/A Dolt-45, A/K/A Don Snoreleone

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Actually, This Would Be More Interesting Than 98% of the Real Facebook "Status Updates"

(From here:)


I quit Facebook months ago. I don't give a crap who is at Grand Union buying cereal for their varmints or whether some guy has gotten on the Acela from Penn Station to D.C.

3 comments:

One Fly said...

Never did much with it. Seemed to me a modern day party line. When clicking on a message it started sending shit to other people. I was done then.

Pretty much missed your job situation. That sucks and I know all about it. You will survive and you know that. Whatever may come along I hope it's better than what you had. It's hard but try to have some fun too. The best to you Misfit!

Comrade Misfit said...

Thanks, OF.

Anonymous said...

Wonder at what rate Alexander G. was rotating after he heard that some airhead invented the hand-held telegraph device and convinced gazillions of people to buy 'em and pay scads of cash to use 'em . . . and stop communicating verbally?