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UPDATED with Bonus Rush Portrait!
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Ceci n'est pas un pimp
Talking Points Memo offers an hommage to Magritte:
The original
Let's just scroll down the page and ARRGHH MY EYES
The original
Let's just scroll down the page and ARRGHH MY EYES
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That is some truly pleasing photo placement. I'm sure it's all a liberal plot.
La trahison des images, indeed!
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Rush Limbaugh's photos lately put me in mind of the ending to Animal Farm....
It would be improved with a giant apple over his face.
That would be a large apple.
I await Giant Penguin posts.
At Riddled we believe in civility of discourse and we would never stoop to creating an animated GIF of Limburgh's head exploding.
Where a thing requires stooping, I stoop it.
A four foot and two inch penguin is as fun for me to contemplate as the seven foot tall beaver. In my twisted mind, it reads like the gardens on Gilligan's Island that were planted from radioactive seed. I guess, if one were resurrected it would be quite intimidating; but the fact of something being prehistoric and extinct kinda takes the edge off.
I await Giant Penguin posts.
The first story I wrote for the Doktorling Sonja described the adventures of Capablanca the Chess-playing Penguin.
Believe it or don't, when I was a kid I read books like this, S.C.
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Inspired by the coinckydince of 'pen-gwyn' = White-head = 'Capablanca'. Plus penguins playing stone-stealing games.
And pimples. Chess and pimples go together.
I have a rule.
I only play chess while incarcerated.
It is indeed odd that I have learned much of the intricacies of the game from junior high school dropouts.
Once, while spending a fair bit of time at the taxpayer's expense as the twelfth man in a ten-man cell (five north four, once you get an address like that you NEVER forget it) in the Sacramento County Jail, I played a great deal of chess with a six-foot-four three-hundred-ten pound multiple murderer of the deeply African American Persuasion. He would intone, in muted falsetto "Run away, run away you sniveling coward!" when he would advance on your defense.
It was...disconcerting...
Plus penguins playing stone-stealing games.
Get that penguin a job with Goldman Sachs!
Gotta wonder what happened to that penguin to make him such an anti-social little sneak.
a six-foot-four three-hundred-ten pound multiple murderer of the deeply African American Persuasion.
You knew my nuncle Percival? His hand puppet shows at family reunions were big hits- he used actual hands.
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