Wednesday, April 21, 2010

The Gates of Doom.

Hee hee hee!

Yom haShoah to all of you out there, and here.

Belated baby.

Sorry to miss your birthday, big daddy. I hope you are not too disappointed by my failure to send you a crotch rocket greeting card or bake you a cake.

To make up for it, I thought I'd link you a little commemorative gift: Howsabout 93+ of your all-time best speeches, in one nice, streaming package?

Well almost. There's some technical issues with a few of them, but don't let that upset you. Well, not too much. But if you feel a rant coming on...

No no, don't thank me. Thank /you/, big daddy. For all the good times. The X-box tourneys, the twitter downtimes.

The lulz.

Saturday, April 17, 2010


Around the Propagandaministry, we liked to have a lot of posters. I mean, that's what propaganda is all about right? Posters? Pamphlets? Chick Tracts? Commercials, feature films, sitcoms? Little Joe-Boss probably would have been cross with the sort of things that we would come up with in our spare time, but now that the war is over and all of the bitches are dead, and their affiliates have started to uncover some of our rejected efforts:

Have the contents of Mr. K's wastepaper basket from beside his old desk at the Ministry been destroyed, or will they, like everything else, resurface to appear on the internet for teh lulz?

Only time will tell.

And maybe photoshop.