Friday, March 1, 2013

Enter the Void

Andrew Breitbart is apparently still dead.
The Tibetan Bardo Thodol mentions a number of pre-reincarnation hallucinations as part of the sidpa bardo. "Standing outside a locked garden ankle-deep in cowshed effluent" is not one of them.

UPDATED with Bonus post-death experience trufacts courtesy of R. A. Lafferty:


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Obama got him.

No wonder Woodward is skeered.

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

That fence wouldn't keep out a determined zombie.

Lucky for you breathers, even the zomboid refuse to reanimate Breitbart. That bassoon remains un-fired.

yeah, I am going to beat that bassoon meme until you all hate me. More, I mean.

Also, beating the bassoon.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

For Breitbart, it's more like "Standing outside a locked garden ankle-deep in his own effluent"

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

He's standing on Broder. But break's over!

Substance McGravitas said...

That fence wouldn't keep out a determined zombie.

And even after that you never know where the indeterminate zombies are.

mikey said...


I LOvE that song...

Narad said...

Wait, Maugham?

wiley said...

Fortunately, we all have perfectly shapely, if not svelte originality. So there won't be any insitutin' of stench and heat from these quarters.


That's a job for right-wing pundits, those people who empty their car ashtrays in parking lots, and those who leave fouled disposable diapers on picnic tables.

This is a moment for the swelling of stringed instruments, and perhaps a colorful montage to honor our peachy originalities in the riddled laboratory.

Our very remembrance of Breitbart piles coals on top of his head in hell, without leaving a smudge upon we fair people of the internet.