Can't win at the ballot box? Get a Chevy Bill Ayers!

• Reinforced bumpers: perfect for ramming government buildings
  
• With the top down everyone can see you giving the finger
  
• Oversized trunk can fit up to 800 lbs. of nail bombs.
  
• Room for 18 standard-sized bumper stickers
  
• Tires made of reclaimed sandal soles: great for spreading a message of peace as you plow through a police barricade
  
• All models are mirrorless because alternate views are meaningless
  
• Only comes in communist red with a yellow interior
  
• Runs on bong water
  
• Built in bullhorn
  
• Only turns left

No money down and your daddy pays the rest!

We praise Comrade BigFurHat for his first submission to the People's Cube and will take all available measures including threats and blackmail to ensure that it is not his last.

Prepare the bong water pump at my local Citgo, comrade. I'll take two, one for me and one for my babushka-clad wife. Make sure all radio presets are set to NPR stations. In fact, I'm sure that my Chevy Bill Ayers will only receive NPR stations.

Does this come in a hybrid version that can also run off of the hot air coming from our glorious Comrade Al Gore?

I am assuming that this glorious auto will be produced in mother Russia no? If not, just remember:

Former spy, Alexander Litvinenko's cause of death was poisoning (possibly radioactive).

Perhaps BIGFURHAT should take notice of that!

Besides the biggest players in Russia are still the Russian auto companies AvtoVAZ (producer of Lada cars) and GAZ. The best-selling Lada is still based on a 1960s rear-wheel-drive Fiat, while GAZ is producing a relic of the 1980s in the form of the Volga executive sedan and a take on the early 1990s Ford Transit. The very worst offenders, cars like the Oda Fabula and the Moskvitch, are gone — victims of changing times and higher consumer standards due to the fall of the Glorious CCCP.

Gaz's Ivanov has ambitions to become president someday. One of his biggest rivals is Sergey Chemezov, head of state-owned arms exporter Rosoboronexport. Chemezov's company took control of AvtoVAZ in late 2005 and is now trying to convince the government to fund its new-model development program. Hopefully, a soviet style manufacturing bloc can be set up complete with 5-year plans, re-education, "free" trips to farms and oil fields in Kamchatka, and a good purge or two when needed.

Was thinking Raoul was now glorious leader of glorious Cuban Cigar producers. Perhaps this was ploy and actual leader is Franco. I am thinking he is more alive than Fidel. Will beautiful Cheby come with Cigar holder and Cuban Cigars?
Will have special shocks to allow up down motion and Horn that plays La Cucaracha?
Here is new tire for Cheby.
Power to the troddendown and Reverends named Wright that like Public Crucifixions.

I have GOT to get a BillAyers! In the meantime, since there is no glorious Citgo near me I've taken to mixing up my own highly combustible fuel in a Greenwich Village apartment. One more ingredient
ought to do it and the- (BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!)

Nice ride. I'd love to see it cruise with the Dhimmicrat's Changemobile.

Was that Senator Alabama I saw the other day taking one out for a test drive?

Comrade Ted Kennedy has offered to drive us all home in one!

I come to everyone with a heavy heart.
There is distressing news about the new re-issue CHEvy Bill Ayers.

Ralph Nyeter has deemed it unsafe at any speed.
It seems the radio has the ability to receive talk radio.

Alas, that wouldn't be a problem if only we could find a station that carries Air America. What about NPR?

No Cheby?

Guardian of Pravda wrote:No Cheby?

No! No Cheby for you!

I could put an XM Satellite radio in it. I know I can get Air America from XM!

Kofi Anonymous wrote:

Guardian of Pravda wrote:No Cheby?

No! No Cheby for you!

Another lie to the masses. Well done.
Power to the troddendown and earthquake survivors in las Vegas.

Commissarka Pinkie wrote:What about NPR?

NPR=National Public Radio, a taxpayer-subsidized organ of progressive indoctrination. It's even better than Air America for our cause, because it doesn't explicitly state its liberal ideology, but instead is trying to present its opinions as neutral and balanced.


In New York, the local NPR station is WNYC. It's normal for them to conduct "thoughtful" interviews with leftist radicals and act as if they are leading intellectuals of our time. I don't listen to them often, but a few months ago I happened catch one of their "intellectual" types Leonard Lopate interviewing Ayers' wife Bernadine Dohrn. It was the most pathetic, morally and intellectually bankrupt show I ever heard even from that guy. He treated her with reverie appropriate for a saint - and what's even more disgusting, she seemed to be used to it and took it for granted. They spoke about her recent book of memoirs or something - but Amazon.com doesn't have any books written by her on except this one she did with Ayers and some other fellow moonbats - Sing a Battle Song: The Revolutionary Poetry, Statements, and Communiques of the Weather Underground 1970 - 1974 (Paperback)

Somehow nobody mentions that book in all these Ayers debates.

I had never heard their names before, but the hour-long interview enlightened me enough about the Ayers-Dohrn couple and the prominent place they take in the "progressive" hall of fame.

<br>But check out a selected list of Bill Ayers' works from Wikipedia (both as author and editor):

• Education: An American Problem. 1968
  
• Hot town: Summer in the City: I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more, 1969
  
• A Kind and Just Parent, 1997
  
• A Light in Dark Times: Maxine Greene and the Unfinished Conversation, 1998
  
• Teaching for Social Justice: A Democracy and Education Reader, 1998
  
• A Simple Justice: The Challenge of Small Schools, 2000
  
• Zero Tolerance: Resisting the Drive for Punishment, 2001
  
• Refusing Racism: White Allies and the Struggle for Civil Rights, 2002
  
• Fugitive Days: A Memoir, Bill Ayers, Beacon Press, 2001, (Penguin, 2003)
  
• Teaching the Personal and the Political: Essays on Hope and Justice, 2004
  
• Teaching Toward Freedom: Moral Commitment and Ethical Action in the Classroom, 2004
  
• Handbook of Social Justice in Education, 2008

Is it me or does he strike you as a little bit obsessive-compulsive? What do you think he teaches in his class? He is free to walk around with a turnip stuck up his ass for all I care; what troubles me is that the people who hold high position in education and book publishing keep inviting this obsessive lunatic to write and edit instructions for teachers and students.

A question for the inestimable BigFurHat....

You can produce such a classic as you have, yet unable to shrink that hat?

Bill's website is telling. The guy sure loves commies. Is there some symbolism behind the peeled back red stars?

Question: Does the CHEvrolet come in a really, really expensive model that no ordinary "bitter person" can afford? I would really hate to roll down the thoroughfares in my new CHEvy only to find out that some smelly unkempt prole also has one. I cannot fathom the embarrassment I would suffer from if I saw a mere commoner own something that I own – I simply cannot fathom the embarrassment, Comrades.

"Oversized trunk can fit up to 800 lbs. of nail bombs."

And with 60% less green house gases emitted on detonation.
40% more bumper sticker space!
Uses only Citgo Gas.

Chairman M. S. Punchenko wrote:Question: Does the CHEvrolet come in a really, really expensive model that no ordinary "bitter person" can afford? I would really hate to roll down the thoroughfares in my new CHEvy only to find out that some smelly unkempt prole also has one. I cannot fathom the embarrassment I would suffer from if I saw a mere commoner own something that I own – I simply cannot fathom the embarrassment, Comrades.

You will be dismayed, Chairman, to hear that in the Worker's Paradise in the PRC, it is possible for upwardly-mobile party members to purchase CHEvrolet in five-year plan. (In China, we call it CHIvrolet). This is my first installment, I cannot wait to get the completed vehicle so I can chase running dogs imperialists!


I tip my modest Red Army cap to our comrade BigFurHat for this progressive post!

Already BigFurHat is proving that his hat is indeed bigger and furrier than all the rest of ours.

I salute you, comrade Hat!

Chairman, forgive me, there is an exclusive edition for the progressive party chieftain...the LaikaEditionKosmoKar^TM. Commissar Pinkie, they even have your color:


It features its own Sputnik, onboard telemetry with tinfoil hats for driver and passengers, and stereo 8-track. This is the car to be envied in as you arrive at state functions or to flaunt on a weekend drive to the dacha.

Why? Because you can, Chairman!

Ummm...Meow, That is Pinkie's car. She was the best producer of the year for Marina Kay Cosmonautic Cosmetics. She said she flunked out of the Beauty Commune School but the truth is she is a master planned economics instructor at the tank and shovel factory, getting Babushkas to purchase items to enhance their sexual attractiveness so their Ivans back at their state run 3 room apartment doesn't need a whole litre of vodka to become aroused for procreation on behalf of the Motherland.
Without Pinkie's prowess with Marina Kay, there would be a lot less Young Pioneers.

Most excellent vehicle for the party elite. Here at the beet farm, we have planted 640 acres of beets in order to make enough biofuel to fill the tank nearly full. That's progressive® ! Please note however, that orthodox party thought strongly suggests a change of color.

Laika the Space Dog wrote:.....so their Ivans back at their state run 3 room apartment doesn't need a whole litre of vodka to become aroused for procreation on behalf of the Motherland.

Whoa whoa whoa..... Wait just a Soyez second here.... The state is now providing 3 room apartments? Great Stalin's Ghost! How are we tp raise the New Socialist Family if we start giving them the benefits it takes years of faithful Party service to earn? Is it any wonder contributions have slacked off?

Commissar Pupovich wrote:

Laika the Space Dog wrote:.....so their Ivans back at their state run 3 room apartment doesn't need a whole litre of vodka to become aroused for procreation on behalf of the Motherland.

Whoa whoa whoa..... Wait just a Soyez second here.... The state is now providing 3 room apartments? Great Stalin's Ghost! How are we tp raise the New Socialist Family if we start giving them the benefits it takes years of faithful Party service to earn? Is it any wonder contributions have slacked off?

Is OK. Two of the rooms were bathrooms. 3rd room was half kitchen minus stove refrigerator and sink.
Power to the troddendown and Former (never funny) Comedians named Franken that pay 70 thou in back taxes.

Mousey-Tongue wrote:Chairman, forgive me, there is an exclusive edition for the progressive party chieftain...the LaikaEditionKosmoKar^TM. Commissar Pinkie, they even have your color:


It features its own Sputnik, onboard telemetry with tinfoil hats for driver and passengers, and stereo 8-track. This is the car to be envied in as you arrive at state functions or to flaunt on a weekend drive to the dacha.

Why? Because you can, Chairman!

Oh, it is soo beautiful mousy! I must have one of my own. Or a boyfriend with one.

Laika, does Marina Kay still carry Moskva Nights Owe da Toilet? I need more of the fine sandpaper quality foundation, must trouble you for order soon.

Do both bathrooms work? Otherwise, how many comrades share? I suppose this could be acceptable if designed by proper socialist design,,, one family with bathrooms, one with food areas, one with sleeping area, yet another family with closets and perhaps half a garage.

Commissar Pupovich wrote:A question for the inestimable BigFurHat....

You can produce such a classic as you have, yet unable to shrink that hat?

Oh, Comrade Pup, but I think the way BFH's hat sits atop his noggin is so cute. Makes him resemble ET, who, after all, did his part to unify the masses:

But inquiring minds,,,, the KGB for one, need to know what is under that hat! It looks strangely enough like North Carolina, sight of the coming primary.

Speaking of progressive cars.... this evening, the interstate in Baton Rouge was shut down when a mobile meth lab blew up and caught fire. Does the progressive vehicles above have this handy feature? And if so, what are the safety measures employed so such accidents do not occur... especially during rush hour?

Oh, I love this! With plenty of room in the trunk for my shovel, my vodka, and voters for the Empress!

Laika wrote:

Ummm...Meow, That is Pinkie's car. She was the best producer of the year for Marina Kay Cosmonautic Cosmetics. She said she flunked out of the Beauty Commune School but the truth is she is a master planned economics instructor at the tank and shovel factory, getting Babushkas to purchase items to enhance their sexual attractiveness so their Ivans back at their state run 3 room apartment doesn't need a whole litre of vodka to become aroused for procreation on behalf of the Motherland.
Without Pinkie's prowess with Marina Kay, there would be a lot less Young Pioneers.

Oh, this just keeps getting better and better. Now I have new stuff to add to my signature block. Take that (and your Golden Corral coupons, too), Chairman Meow!

PINKIE

Commissarka of Vodka, Shovels, Beet of the Week Program, HBO, and Guest Soaps
Best Producer of the Year, Marina Kay Cosmonautic Cosmetics
Master Planned Economics Instructor, Tank & Shovel Factory
Ranked #1 on Google for "Crimes Against Everything" Thread
Awarded the Order of Hillary
Awarded the Order of the Mime
Website jumpofftheledgeforpeace.org (blog updated hourly with new posts copied and pasted with MimeSwipe)
The Spring 2008 Collection of Pinkieware--Available Now!
Click here to download my favorite tunes!

"I like rich people. I like the way they live. I like the way I live when I'm with them." --Uncle Max in The Sound of Music.

I'm with The Pupster, if I may be so bold...what in the name of Mr. Stalin is under that hat?!?! I swear to Brezhnev, I must find out. You don't suppose he is smuggling someone out? Or in?

I think Comrade Big Fur Hat needs to show the collective what he is hording in such a big hat and he also needs to tell us why he has to have such a big hat. I for one do not have a big hat and personally -- and this is in my opinion which is always sought after and is not the opinion of others until I tell them that this is their opinion -- I think such a big hat is, well, offensive to those of us who were blessed by Gaia with smaller or "petite" hats.

Chairman, thank you for your opinion, It is the ray of sunshine in my hovel. I try to write them down on corn husks when they are available, and stick them on my cardboard box that I pretend is a refrigerator, Things have been a bit tight around here since paying your legal and bar bills for my show trial.

Speaking of this, did you go back there lately to see the "lagniappe" I left you to hopefully tide you over your recent loss of Hummels.

Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

Premier Betty wrote:Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

No, no, Who [sic] is the president of the PRC, so in that sense, Hu is the real Mao, but not the Chairman. Meow, who (not Hu) may be mousey, is not Mousey. Niether is Mao, the former Chairman. Pinkie is a lefty but she should be a red-dy, right?.

Red Bubba wrote:

Premier Betty wrote:Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

No, no, Who [sic] is the president of the PRC, so in that sense, Hu is the real Mao, but not the Chairman. Meow, who (not Hu) may be mousey, is not Mousey. Niether is Mao, the former Chairman. Pinkie is a lefty but she should be a red-dy, right?.

No, comrades, Who is Hue. No Hue is Who Mousey or Mao. Meow is a nickname for Chairman Punchenko or, when combined with the word 'Mix', a popular cat food. And above all, Mao is Mao, and the cat's meow. We must maintain the purity of correct thought here.

I am not sure this helped any, but it gave me a headache just typing it.

Hey!!! Look want I found under the couch in the bunker!!!!

A bag of CatNip!!! Mousey-Tongue? Have you hittin' the herb again?

--

Am driving standard issue Red Army jeep. Is big and strong like Drago.

Mousey-Tongue wrote:

Red Bubba wrote:

Premier Betty wrote:Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

No, no, Who [sic] is the president of the PRC, so in that sense, Hu is the real Mao, but not the Chairman. Meow, who (not Hu) may be mousey, is not Mousey. Niether is Mao, the former Chairman. Pinkie is a lefty but she should be a red-dy, right?.

No, comrades, Who is Hue. No Hue is Who Mousey or Mao. Meow is a nickname for Chairman Punchenko or, when combined with the word 'Mix', a popular cat food. And above all, Mao is Mao, and the cat's meow. We must maintain the purity of correct thought here.

I am not sure this helped any, but it gave me a headache just typing it.

and What is on second....... I dont know.... Third base

I am Yu as he is Mi as you are Hu and we are all togethe-e-e-er.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Premier Betty wrote:Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

What is working bathroom?
Power to the troddendown and American Idol Commentators that forget how many songs a person sang.

Guardian of Pravda wrote:

Premier Betty wrote:Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

What is working bathroom?

My dear Guardian, you should certainly know that all our exterior bathrooms work marvelously!

The decadent Leonard Bernstein wrote a melody that the even more decadent Mad Magazine substituted some gloriously Progressive lyrics, sung to the tune of "America" from "West Side Story":

I like my lot in America
Good things I've got in America
Khrushchev is not in America
Else I'd be shot in America

(And here follow the glorious lyrics)

You'll like the weather in Mosccow
(If you like driving a snowplow)
We build our bathrooms with great pride
(If you don't mind going outside)

See? Everything works pefectly. We of the party are a hardy lot.

Besides, why do you think we all carry shovels, eh?

Zampolit Blokhayev wrote:Hey!!! Look want I found under the couch in the bunker!!!!

A bag of CatNip!!! Mousey-Tongue? Have you hittin' the herb again?

--

Ahh, Zampolit Blokhayev, that is my stash medicinal supply prescribed by Dr. No, my personal physician. A productive worker must keep himself medicated dedicated to the Greater Good^TM, no?

(And please, do not go snooping in the bean bag chair. Not that there is anything there, because it would be most unlikely to find anything in the bean bag chair...you know, the red one in the corner? Thank you.)

Buddy_Lenin wrote:

Guardian of Pravda wrote:

Premier Betty wrote:Wait, I'm getting confused now. Who's the real Meow? The Chairman, or Mousey?

What is working bathroom?

My dear Guardian, you should certainly know that all our exterior bathrooms work marvelously!

The decadent Leonard Bernstein wrote a melody that the even more decadent Mad Magazine substituted some gloriously Progressive lyrics, sung to the tune of "America" from "West Side Story":

I like my lot in America
Good things I've got in America
Khrushchev is not in America
Else I'd be shot in America

(And here follow the glorious lyrics)

You'll like the weather in Mosccow
(If you like driving a snowplow)
We build our bathrooms with great pride
(If you don't mind going outside)

See? Everything works pefectly. We of the party are a hardy lot.

Besides, why do you think we all carry shovels, eh?

Am understanding non functional bathrooms as all good proletariat have them located inside single room house next to ironing board and wood stove,.
All good members of party do 'business' outside so that all can share in party efforts and results.
Being excellent party member I have two shovels one made of imitation wood by members of Glorious Red Sun Party located in hidden sweat shop below lead mine in Guangdong Province of China by intrepid and dedicated fulong gong conversions who were converted like Tibetans, and the other of imitation plastic. 2nd one is collapsible. Just in case main one falls apart does not work.
Power to the Troddendown and Checkers Restaurant workers who store bread in bathrooms.

Guardian of Pravda wrote:Am understanding non functional bathrooms as all good proletariat have them located inside single room house next to ironing board and wood stove,

Ah, those. I forgot about those.

I think mine's now a planter, but it's so overgrown I -- well, I forget about it...

I also commend you on both your shovels. The re-education camp is now issuing these super-heavy-duty titanium ones that rust so quickly you have to oil them four times a day; thus the surplus value of labor can be realized in greater measure -- or something like that.

All I know is that I have to work harder too keep it functional.

Mousey-Tongue wrote:
Ahh, Zampolit Blokhayev, that is my stash medicinal supply prescribed by Dr. No, my personal physician. A productive worker must keep himself medicated dedicated to the Greater Good^TM, no?

(And please, do not go snooping in the bean bag chair. Not that there is anything there, because it would be most unlikely to find anything in the bean bag chair...you know, the red one in the corner? Thank you.)

OH YES!!! Comrade Doctor No!
I k[HIGHLIGHT=#ffff00]NO[/HIGHLIGHT]w him well! His services to The Party™ are well k[HIGHLIGHT=#ffff00]NO[/HIGHLIGHT]wn.

*sniff* *sniff*

Uh... Mousey... what's that smell on your breath?

Alright!!!! Fess up!!! What's under the bean bag chair?

--

As there is truly no individual in the collective, therefore no privacy endowed upon individuals, I will reveal the contents of the bean bag...immediately after comrade BigFurHat reveals what he has under that enormous mound of fur on his head. It worries me, the origin of that fur...

Ah, try and take some of the Chairman's contributions or Hummels, and see how the Central Committee views individual privacy rights....

As for the fur in that Comrades worrisome hat... I doubt it is what you worry about since there remains a bag limit on felines in the Motherland since the population is still recovering from an unexplained mass disappearance of cats during the glorious 5 year plan back in the thirties when we singled handedly brought the Motherland's peasantry into the 20th, well, at least late 19th century. Oh, that's right... there is no such limit here in the USSA.

Commissar, please keep the eye on the ball - or in your case, the Frisbee^TM.

We were discussing the enormous BFH and what lies underneath. Comrade BigFurHat, your Party is calling. Inquiring minds want to know!

I must confess that I have been monitoring this thread (on my laptop that I just purchased at
COMP USSA, they installed Red Tooth and AeroFlot) with great disappointment.
Yearning, inquisitiveness and impatience should have been drained out of the collective by now.
You will learn all about the contents of my hat when it is determined that this knowledge is for the good of the whole.
In the meantime, Mousey, have I told you about my big fur speedos ?

BigFurHat wrote:I must confess that I have been monitoring this thread (on my laptop that I just purchased at
COMP USSA, they installed Red Tooth and AeroFlot) with great disappointment.
Yearning, inquisitiveness and impatience should have been drained out of the collective by now.
You will learn all about the contents of my hat when it is determined that this knowledge is for the good of the whole.
In the meantime, Mousey, have I told you about my big fur speedos ?

Purrrfectly fine with me, comrade. I will leave it to the Chairman and Her Empress herself to inquire further.

As to the fur speedos, your fur fetish is nukulturny. [sniff-sniff] [takes nap]

I don't want to know....

I haven't been called nekulturny since Gorby caught me picking my nose.
(I was actually hiding a small listening device.)
((I never trusted Gorby... and I was right all along.))

My speedo line was only meant to divert attention from my BFH - and it did the trick.
That is why I send you this private message that only YOU can see, to let ONLY YOU
know of my sneaky tactic.
So, our secret is safe, am I wrong?

[only pretending to sleep, because fur topics make me exceedingly uncomfortable]

Your secret is indeed safe. Forgive my directness, comrade, diverting the attention of the masses has a long and glorious tradition in our struggle. I will not mention my dream about your hat. Now I have secret too. Funny, no?

Does your laptop have enhanced DiFi collectivity?

Hey.. I just read all this on public foru.....

NYET! NYET!!
ALL THIS WAS TRAP!!! I TRAPPED MOUSEY!
I have no secret.
I conspire with no one.
IT IS SHE!
ALL A TRAP, I SAY!

Can I interest anyone in fragrant toilet paper to make all this go away?

I'm confused... what's going on?

That's good Premier Betty.

I too am confused.
I am also drunk.
I am cold.
I am good comrade.

That's all anyone needs to know.

I'm drunk too. Drunk with greed and envy that there are people out there playing GTA IV right now and I'm not. At least I have the new TF2 update to keep me company... for now....

Mousey-Tongue wrote:Commissar, please keep the eye on the ball - or in your case, the Frisbee^TM.

We were discussing the enormous BFH and what lies underneath. Comrade BigFurHat, your Party is calling. Inquiring minds want to know!

Holy Marx! Another comrade whose equality of species includes a goldfish's memory span. Of course we have been discussing the nature of the comrades enormous hat which has it's own gravitational field. It was you comrade who asked about the nature of the fur.

BigFurHat wrote:My speedo line was only meant to divert attention from my BFH - and it did the trick.

Oh, that is rich Comrade! The comrade is a cat..... a piece of string, a tuna can opening, a place to lie down is all it takes to divert his attention.

BigFurHat wrote:Hey.. I just read all this on public foru.....

NYET! NYET!!
ALL THIS WAS TRAP!!! I TRAPPED MOUSEY!
I have no secret.
I conspire with no one.
IT IS SHE!
ALL A TRAP, I SAY!

Can I interest anyone in fragrant toilet paper to make all this go away?

Ah, a secret eh? Do you really think we can be bought off with fragrant toilet paper Comrade? Er... how much do you have?

Commissar Pupovich wrote:

BigFurHat wrote:My speedo line was only meant to divert attention from my BFH - and it did the trick.

Oh, that is rich Comrade! The comrade is a cat..... a piece of string, a tuna can opening, a place to lie down [HIGHLIGHT=#ffff00]is all it takes to divert his attention.[/HIGHLIGHT]

Don't forget Catnip!

--
ZB

Good point Comrade Zampolit. One can hardly imagine the debauchery Comrade Cat is capable on with catnip coursing through his blood.

Commissar Pupovich wrote:Good point Comrade Zampolit. One can hardly imagine the debauchery Comrade Cat is capable on with catnip coursing through his blood.

It won't be debauchery on a scale anywhere near that of what Chairman Meow is know for when he goes on one of his alcohol and chemically induced benders. Trust me on this!

--

We all remember the washing machine massacre of 06. It was not pretty. At least the chairman got it all out of his system. I hope....

Commissar Pupovich wrote:

BigFurHat wrote:My speedo line was only meant to divert attention from my BFH - and it did the trick.

Oh, that is rich Comrade! The comrade is a cat..... a piece of string, [HIGHLIGHT=#ffff00]a tuna can opening[/HIGHLIGHT], a place to lie down is all it takes to divert his attention.

Did someone mention tuna???

Premier Betty wrote:We all remember the washing machine massacre of 06. It was not pretty. At least the chairman got it all out of his system. I hope....

Don't forget the Chelsea Clinton/Border Collie Incident of 07 at Comrade Gov. Kaine's (S-VA) mansion!

Ay Karumba!!!

Or the Kennedy Cop Affair earlier this year!

--

They're all horrible. Although they do make interesting stories....

How many carbon credits does these bong car get me?

Is it me or does he strike you as a little bit obsessive-compulsive? What do you think he teaches in his class? He is free to walk around with a turnip stuck up his ass for all I care;

Have you been monitoring the closed circuit TV security tapes from my classroom again?

And another thing. I notice that many of the comrades here--Betty, myself, Irony Curtain, myself, the Guardian of Pravda, myself, and me, don't even have hats. And we are not alone, there are others on this very list that don't have hats, me being one of them. Yet here is this new comrade whose very NAME is grinding it into our poor, hatless pates as to the size and grandeur of HIS hat, mocking us with our differently-hatted status, and making me feel inadequate. I demand that he be subjected to a special Progressive hat tax.

Comrade Betinov, I believe you are entirely correct! And comrade who clearly has more hat than he needs, while so many comrades have no hat at all for one reason or another, should have to pay a tax for that, A rather steep tax I might add.

Ah, behold the hat envy! Betinov, you have a lid on your jar, what more do you want?

I'll bet none of you would complain to see a gurl comrade by the name of Big Full Hooters come bouncing in here with an avatar to match.

There is a huge difference Commissarka Pinkie, between a gurl comrade who through no fault of her own, has been cursed with the burden of excessive boobage, and a comrade who chooses to wear a hat large enough to have it's own planetary system under it. A steep tax is what he should pay, and more than that, he should desire to pay.

Excessive boobage is now also a choice, thanks to advances in science and engineering. More and more womyn are choosing to have boobs bigger than those of their friends, neighbors, co-workers, and wet nurses. It causes unjustifiable boob envy resulting in the loss of productivity at the workplace. If we are to put a tax on the size of hats, we must without doubt put a tax on the size of boobs.

As in: "Excuse me, what tax bracket are you in, comradess Big Full Hooters?"

Me, I'll take a gurl with a big shovel rather than big boobs any day.