Today's Range wars are started by those devils called settlers who claim private property RIGHTS exist and are protected in the the State of Nevada.
The opposing view is that the King is Eminent owner of all of his lands in his vast Domain. You know, the same king that has power to stop Canadian pipes from crossing the border of his Domain for no reason except some mumbled words Dirty Carbon and Foreign Policy.
Althouse must be composing some masterpiece because I am commenting into the ether, here. Nothingness! It disappears. What did I just say? Was that too scatological? Probably. You can read it. I can't read it. Where the hell did it go? The thrill, the awesome thrill of seeing my work in print on the internet. In a way, this is way better than self-publishing. Any moron can self-publish. But acceptance? The professor checks my work and says, yes, this is worthy? It's a bigger thrill. For sure. But the wait. Oh damn this wait. Wait and wait and wait.
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12 comments:
No way is it deliberate.
If people are doing it, it's their subconscious mind. I love how our secret mind reveals itself.
But autocorrect is definitely a possible culprit. Damn you, autocorrect!.
That website is hilarious.
the funniest thing about that auto-correct website is when mom accidentally says something obscene.
Today's Range wars are started by those devils called settlers who claim private property RIGHTS exist and are protected in the the State of Nevada.
The opposing view is that the King is Eminent owner of all of his lands in his vast Domain. You know, the same king that has power to stop Canadian pipes from crossing the border of his Domain for no reason except some mumbled words Dirty Carbon and Foreign Policy.
"the funniest thing about that auto-correct website is when mom accidentally says something obscene."
I am a complete sucker for that kind of humor. I can laugh over that kind of thing until you might think I need a mental health intervention.
I get in trouble for my laughter. My liberal brother is like, shut up. You're laughing too loud.
The typing pool autocorrected "riggers" ro "colored gentlement" back in the 70s.
Bringing it back around to cowboys, here is Mel Brooks
Althouse must be composing some masterpiece because I am commenting into the ether, here. Nothingness! It disappears. What did I just say? Was that too scatological? Probably. You can read it. I can't read it. Where the hell did it go? The thrill, the awesome thrill of seeing my work in print on the internet. In a way, this is way better than self-publishing. Any moron can self-publish. But acceptance? The professor checks my work and says, yes, this is worthy? It's a bigger thrill. For sure. But the wait. Oh damn this wait. Wait and wait and wait.
Maybe Cloven Bundy is the father of Ronan Farrow?
And it was too scatological.
Meade keeps accidentally calling him "Ted Bundy," so I said he should try to cure that by calling him "McGeorge."
Offered without comment: "cloven bundy"
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