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Dammit – I should have picked them instead of the New York Times in the dead pool. Oh well, maybe the Times is next

Hahaha…good point!

Soo, I guess that the Boy Scouts aren’t getting the money back that was taken from them a couple of years ago to fund Airhead America?

That sucks….

Oh Well, I guess that Queen Janine and Company will have to collect unemployment like the poor schlubs they look down on…..

BTW, I just stole your obit on Airhead America and posted it on the Cornfield. Hope ya don’t mind…..

Help yourself. I don’t know why I post stuff like this — hot news like this flashes all over the ‘net in no time flat. It’s not like anybody’s going to think, “OMG, there’s a huge breaking news story — must check sweasel.com!”

I’m actually surprised. I figured congress would just pass a bill to publicly fund it. Not that they won’t attempt to do so anyway.
There were rumblings of doing something like that for some newspapers that have gone under from lack of readership such as our very own Tucson Citizen Worker. I won’t link to any of the blogs that theorized about it as they’re all for it and left; alot of outlets like them (especially print media) simply don’t get advertisers because they have gotten tiny tiny reader / listener-ships. They will say it’s because of the internet, but reality is their editorials and “news” have been so obviously biased hard-left for so long that alot of folks said “screw you” and cancelled.

BTW…I did check the transcript of the Dead Parrot Sketch — those are the death euphemisms, in order. I practice journalism to the highest standard.

You’ve been getting Hot Newsflashes? damn Girl, I recommend less TV and More drinking….

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LOLOL… You all HAVE to watch this…… 🙂

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4aQCiRjvZY&feature=player_embedded

I couldn’t drink any more, Scoob, unless they declare more hours in the day. Tonight, I’m drinking strong Kentish cider.

Word to the wise: if you’re in England, anything called “cider” is hard. Very, very hard. But it doesn’t taste it.

Uncle B informs me that many a Yankee soldier was felled by the stuff in WWII. Poor bastards didn’t know what they were drinking.

This stuff is 8.4%, and I can’t taste the alcohol at all.

LOL… Sounds like SOJU, which is Korean Sweet Potato Whiskey. It has a NASTY rep in Pusan, but it doesn’t really TASTE like ANYTHING….

This news is so good, I need to find me some pudding…

Stoaty, I saw your post over at Bedtime for Boneheads. Who knew that you were a closet “dipper?”

Seriously, doesn’t everybody make sweasel.com their go-to news source?

Guess Air America wasn’t enjoying much support from its own moonbat community, and now that Al Franken has a gub’ment job, there’s no reason to keep it alive any more.

Love the parrot sketch, btw. Monty Python = teh awesome.

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Pudding t-shirts! I’m totally drawing me some pudding tomorrow. I should have thought of it before.

I offered to set up a Zazzle store for Ace once, but I gather he got badly burned on t-shirts in the early days and shudders at the very thought.

Hee! I remember that Weasel. Yah, I think t-shirts are like the Star Wars Christmas Special for him.

S. Weasel, English cider is the best. Loved every drop. One thing always bothered me though. I never saw one orchard of any kind in England. Now, I didn’t travel super extensively but did see a fair bit of that green and pleasant land. Just was always curious where the apples came from.

I don’t know why I post stuff like this — hot news like this flashes all over the ‘net in no time flat. It’s not like anybody’s going to think, “OMG, there’s a huge breaking news story — must check sweasel.com!”

You are my daringfireball.net!

Seriously. With the gray and all.

And how anybody can get through any post on this blog without typing Ni! is beyond my limited comprehension.

Ni!

“I don’t know why I post stuff like this — hot news like this flashes all over the ‘net in no time flat. It’s not like anybody’s going to think, “OMG, there’s a huge breaking news story — must check sweasel.com!”

No, I come here to see your take on the news. You make me laugh till me bowels jiggle.

Jiggling bowels! That’s the most weird-ass compliment I’ve ever gotten.

Plenty of orchards here, Tesla. Especially in Kent (we’re next door in Sussex). In fact, there’s a little abandoned orchard at the bottom of our garden, just past the field where the gentlemen sheep live. Weirdly, the farmer who owns the sheep doesn’t know who owns the orchard, but the fruit just goes to waste every year.

I’ve been thinking of making cider. Booze is so daggumed expensive here, and apples so plentiful. Problem with fermenting apples is, the pectin encourages a higher level of…acetone, I think it is. The reason cider hangovers have a reputation for viciousness.

S. Weasel, you have any Johnny Jump Up yet?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u56R_qHTLVI&feature=related

Irish Cider, which is stored in old whiskey barrels, which raises the alcohol content even higher yet. I’m not sure the consequences of unleashing a Weasel smashed on Irish Cider upon the world, but it’s bound to be an amusing show!

Chris. Muir. Check his site out now. The man is a moroncartoonist.

Part of McCain-Feingold died yesterday too. Was a good good good day.

Gregory, Chris Muir is very fond of morons.

Is supermarket booze expensive? I thought cider was the drink of choice for winos trying to get polluted because you could buy 3 litres of it for £1.99.

I had a very bad experience with cider when I was 16 or so. There’s a concoction called snakebite, favoured by kids intent on getting ripped to the tits in the shortest/cheapest time possible, which is half cider/half lager. I had six pints of it in 45 minutes on a empty stomach. I was so lavishly sick I first thought I was going to die, then I hoped I was going to die. The whole toilet block stank of apples. For years afterwards if someone as much as walked past me in a pub with a glass of the stuff and I got a whiff, it would make my gorge rise. Even today , 25 years later, the thought of it makes me queasy.

Even the cheapest supermarket vodka is about twice what it would be in the States. I haven’t checked on tiger piss beer or cider.

Remember the tequila sunrise craze in the Seventies? Lemme tell you, puking scarlet really puts the fear of god in you.

Hmm, that sucks. I can get one of the jug-handled 1.75l bottles of Absolut in the local big-box store for about £14 ($22–23), which is good, because a bottle of vodka has a pretty short life expectancy in my house.

Man, I’m sure gonna miss them. They were like Radio Free Albemuth, only with more fappers. There must be literally tens of people who have no good political radio to listen to, thanks to all you right wing, racist, homophobic, Xtianist tea-baggers who put these hard working Americans out of work.

It’s also the lower strength rubbish here, DG. A 75 cl bottle of own-brand, barely filtered, bat-piss weak filth sells for around £7.40.

None the less, the health Nazis have started a moron’s chorus chant of ‘the price of alcohol is too low’. This was inspired by the usual nannies from the medical profession (one of whom, last week, in all apparent seriousness, actually called for the banning of butter.) It was then adopted by the fools in the meejah and Parliament who believe the price of alcohol in supermarkets is the cause of violent and loutish behaviour on the part of the chavs in city centres in the wee hours (I use then term advisedly, as it’s often what they’re doing).

Once again, that worst steak of we British (purse-lipped, prod-nosed, collectivist Mrs Grundyism) is being harnessd by the forces of darkness.

I’d stay in Costa Rica or wherever it is you are, DG. This is becoming a depressing place.

Uh…. did anyone else see the S.weasel comment on http://www.bedtimeforbonehead.com/2010/01/21/in-honor-of-ace/

I’m assuming uncle Bager was uh… involved?

Make your own tipple, Stoaty (and Uncle B, of course). It’s not hard, way cheaper, and loads o’ fun. I make my own mead and I don’t even drink!

Uncle B, that was a classic case of the Law of Unintended Consequences. The EU, in the name of consumer protection, said white spirits had to be 35% ABV minimum, so all the manufacturers promptly dropped their ABV to…35%. Only in the EU, mind, except for bloody awful pretend vodka Smirnoff. The Gordon’s here in CR is still the 43% stuff, and Tanqueray is 47% and a tenner a bottle. Weirdly, diet Schweppes tonic — which I have to drink because of my diabetes — is horribly expensive (like ounce for ounce the same as the Tanqueray). Oh well, I just have to mix ’em stronger (G+T should be half-and-half anyway, and I can always drink Martinis or pink gin.)

The slow-motion car crash that is the UK under Labour has been horrific and unedifying to watch from 8,000km away. I grieve for the depredations you’ve suffered and thank my lucky stars I went with my gut and bailed when Blair was elected. A brief return in early March is on the cards, but I can’t see myself living there again. I got an email from my sister the other day asking if I were coming ‘home’ for a visit. I come home on the flight out of Heathrow, not the one arriving.

Nina, you make mead and you don’t drink it? You should. The Lindisfarne mead is so delicious I thought I was hallucinating the first time I drank it.

“OMG, there’s a huge breaking news story — must check sweasel.com!”

Jeez, I think that every day.

Oh, I taste it when I make it, but I’m not a drinker. It’s much better than wine.

I’m having a mead tasting at my house next month, can’t wait!