Posted on January 21, 2009 by Aunt B.
All I want, citizens of Earth, is to shoot some video of Mrs. Wigglebottom petting the Butcher, which is so cute you will immediately probably die (sorry, but you can leave your stuff to me).
But neither parties will cooperate.
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Posted on January 21, 2009 by Aunt B.
I just want to start off this post by saying that if Glenn Danzig has fucking found Jesus, do not even tell me. There is nothing, nothing more distressing to me than learning that the guys whose records the Assembly of God’s pastors in my communities could not wait to burn have come around in [...]
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Posted on January 21, 2009 by Aunt B.
Oh how I teased Roger Abramson about trying to rain on my joy at the Kent Williams fiasco. And I must stand here before you today and say that Abramson’s ascertation that this turn of events was no boon to progressives has turned out to be true in concrete fashion.
Tiny Pasture reports that Williams allegedly [...]
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