it's my two year anniversary with my boyfriend and guess what he's doing? sleeping. of course. Doesn't even care.
i think it's time to dump. what do you say?
now for something completely different...
Greg Proops:
Now, once upon a time, the English sent people all around the world, right? We got the *Pilgrims*. They celebrate Thanksgiving in England, by the way. It's called "Fuck off, Puritan." - "Day." And we're told a lot of *lies* growing up, right? About American history. "Really, Greg? Which ones?" *All* of them. And one of the cheapest lies we're told is about Thanksgiving, right? Ever since you were little you've heard this: "The Pilgrims left England to escape religioniminous persecution and to sneak religious freedom into the new world." And even when you're little you're like, "Umm... bullshit? You're just saying that, right? 'Cause it sounds better than the truth... La-la-la la la-la-la-la... It *sounds* (kicks heels together) better and it *tastes* (kicks heels together) better, so we'll all pretend it really happened... There were no women or minorities... Just a bunch of white guys wearing wigs..."
My feeling is... the Pilgrims were *asked* to leave England. England was never fun-ner than when the Pilgrims split, right? The people in England got a little tired of these dour, right-wing, conservative, psycho-Christians wearing all black, bumming people out, *confusing* everyone by wearing buckles on their heads. "Is that tight enough for you, Cotton?" "Yea, verily."
Finally, someone went, "Hey, I've got a crazy idea. Why don't you freaky little weirdoes get in a rickety, leaky, dinky little boat and get the *fuck* off the island? Sail around 'til you hit the new world. When you get there, commit genocide on the indigenous people, all right? Have a groovy time. Have a witch trial. Let us know how that works out for you. We'll be back in England having the Renaissance in case anyone needs us. So they send this group over, right? With guns and bibles and *no* farming implements. Hmm. How English is that? "Oh, surely there'll be a shop open. I say, Squanto, can you make us some baked beans on toast?" They send this group over, and then I have to hear this all the time: "Well, all Americans are fat and stupid." Really? Well, thanks for sending over the best and brightest to start the party, huh? Maybe we could send over some freaky Texas militia hate-group, gun-toting weirdoes over to your country, huh?
i think it's time to dump. what do you say?
now for something completely different...
Greg Proops:
Now, once upon a time, the English sent people all around the world, right? We got the *Pilgrims*. They celebrate Thanksgiving in England, by the way. It's called "Fuck off, Puritan." - "Day." And we're told a lot of *lies* growing up, right? About American history. "Really, Greg? Which ones?" *All* of them. And one of the cheapest lies we're told is about Thanksgiving, right? Ever since you were little you've heard this: "The Pilgrims left England to escape religioniminous persecution and to sneak religious freedom into the new world." And even when you're little you're like, "Umm... bullshit? You're just saying that, right? 'Cause it sounds better than the truth... La-la-la la la-la-la-la... It *sounds* (kicks heels together) better and it *tastes* (kicks heels together) better, so we'll all pretend it really happened... There were no women or minorities... Just a bunch of white guys wearing wigs..."
My feeling is... the Pilgrims were *asked* to leave England. England was never fun-ner than when the Pilgrims split, right? The people in England got a little tired of these dour, right-wing, conservative, psycho-Christians wearing all black, bumming people out, *confusing* everyone by wearing buckles on their heads. "Is that tight enough for you, Cotton?" "Yea, verily."
Finally, someone went, "Hey, I've got a crazy idea. Why don't you freaky little weirdoes get in a rickety, leaky, dinky little boat and get the *fuck* off the island? Sail around 'til you hit the new world. When you get there, commit genocide on the indigenous people, all right? Have a groovy time. Have a witch trial. Let us know how that works out for you. We'll be back in England having the Renaissance in case anyone needs us. So they send this group over, right? With guns and bibles and *no* farming implements. Hmm. How English is that? "Oh, surely there'll be a shop open. I say, Squanto, can you make us some baked beans on toast?" They send this group over, and then I have to hear this all the time: "Well, all Americans are fat and stupid." Really? Well, thanks for sending over the best and brightest to start the party, huh? Maybe we could send over some freaky Texas militia hate-group, gun-toting weirdoes over to your country, huh?
The Puritans came over here, supposedly to escape other peoples oppressive sense of morality. Then they found a land of abundance and freedom, complete with a people adept at living there, who were willing to share and be friendly, God only knows why after the horrors of the 1500s, so what do they do, we'll...obviously you know the rest. Just look at that whole Connecticut/Maryland crowd now. Whats scary is that their GGGGrand children now have the most powerful police and military force on the planet. What is worse is that they hold most of the media and all of the purse strings. Some days I don't know which disturbs me more, the George Bushes or Martha Stewards.
I think we should campaign to fill all of the big government seats in all three branches with Native Americans and see where things go from there.
Wouldn't that just be a coup dtat?