Ché... even the posters wouldn't help... we have no picture of him, in all his jackbooted glory (although Theo did ask me if I had a camera a few posts back, and I'd be happy to model my knee high lace up steel-toed shit-kickers if you like... they provide wonderful stabilization for the extreme supination my ankles are prone to... only, I would like to wait until the swelling in my knees subsides)... but as I was saying, we have no idea what he looks like and so it will be difficult for us to canvas in the hopes of his return...

I am actually disappointed. He showed a good mix of grovelling, sniveling, surrogate righteous indignation, and well-ordered violence... that is, until his righteous indignation and violence were no longer mitigated by Theocritus' even-handedness. I think perhaps you over-trained him Theo, and began to like actually biting others over his reward toy (what was his reward toy, by the way?)...

In any case, it is not worth the risk to his playmates if he cannot control his rage impulses and direct them appropriately... Still... once is always saddened by wasted potential.

And as if that is not enough to disappoint, I got up after an entire two hours of poor quality sleep, in order to get my body moving enough to get to the ophthalmologist to find out if these drops have done anything to reduce the inflammation in my left eye or if the vision problems I'm still having are an indication of something getting worse (and now my right eye is scratchy as well, though neither are red at all... it's only that I can't see worth shit out of my left eye when I've been reading or on the computer for a while and when I first wake up, no matter when, I sometimes can't see anything with any clarity on the left side... and I must admit to being slightly troubled... )... anyhow... I was just about to call a cab when his office called to say that they had to cancel all his appointment for the day and that the secretary would call me later today to reschedule when she had a better idea of what was going on... ach... and even as I sit here typing, I realized that I've close my left eye... something I've caught myself doing a lot lately when I'm reading or on the computer, I think because it is distracting not to see with equal quality out of both eyes... I do it without realizing that I am... this is not good...

So, I dragged my sore tired ass out of the chair for nothing... and so I'm going to have a nap since I'm too zonked to accomplish anything until I do... I just need a couple more hours sleep and then I can get something done around here, no matter how little...

BTW, Theo... I think that perhaps Backstabbing Bootlicker might be more appealing as a job description than Treacherous Toadeating... just a thought...

Commissar Theocritus wrote:Ah, yes, Ché. It seems that it is time to divide up the wine cellar. I held such hope for him--and who is now to fill the post of Professor of Treacherous Toadeating? That is a position of honor. After all, lying is crucial. If people knew what was really on offer, they'd run screaming.

I am glad to see that [HIGHLIGHT=#ffff00]the problems with your People's Computer have been resolved[/HIGHLIGHT], Comrade. It is always distressing to have to go back to the old methods of sneering face to face.

Commissar Theocritis,


I wish I could say that all is fixed, but I am tricking the damn thing into letting me browse and post. I'm on my way to have it purgedlooked at in about an hour. I hope I don't have to do any sneering today. Check back later, I hope.

Che' Gourmet

In regards to the making of "Have You Seen My Gruppenfurer?" posters, we haven't been able to verify this yet, but we think this might be a picture of him trying to abduct Laika the Space Dog:


I do so wish Radnoskovich might come back. I was really starting to fall for him--you all know what a soft touch I am for a good groveler. I was all ready to fit him with a red hat and add him to my stable of strapping Party stallions.

Commissar Theocritus wrote:Ah yes, Pupovich, ah yes. And let me take this moment to say how much I admire your lickspittle attitude. It's not often that we see someone as groveling and subservient as you--with as many designs. Every bared fang sends a shiver down my spine.

Why thank you Commissar, those kind words bring a tear to my eye, not unlike the way I feel listening to fine music or seeing a comrade denounce his family for the first time. No wonder why it is that you have the corner on caring, for no one care or implales the way you do.

Great Slalin's Ghost!

I am shocked to see this about Radnosvitch, he seemed to have such potential. Of course, it is understandable that he would react to the MTE given her spectacular fall from grace, a fall unparalleled in modern socialist times, other than perhaps the fall of the Kerry, the Gore, Meow's Hummel collection. Even his plan for the Olberman head was doomed from the start since he seems to have forgotten that I have the Couric head stashed away for my next formal meal, it was a most brilliant center piece for my Thanksgiving and Birthday party. The talk of the collective if you will.

But his attack on the Hero Space Dog can not be forgotten so easily, trial by Mime would seem almost too kind for such an offense. On the other hand, it would be nice to see a good show trial again.

Comrades,

I just have to bump this up to the top, because that is where it belongs.
I found it at the bottom of my post, "Big Sister is Watching You" in the section called "Related Posts."
Classic Cube rhetoric by Father Prog Theocritus, Sister Massively Opiated, and so many others! It's wonderful!

It reminds me to pay more attention to posts that relate to mine (and yours). Read 'em! They're good!

A most heuristic aid for solving any problem anywhere, especially on the Cube.

Edit: Last sentence.