Back in West Point, we take our cameras to a busy brothel that reminds us of a biblical-era rendition of hell. The walls appear spattered and stained by some vicious cocktail of human fluid. A fetid air wafts throughout. Bloody rags and condoms lay strewn across the floor. The half-dozen girls on call accuse some UN members of flagrant sexual misconduct. When chaos breaks out in the whorehouse, we hit the road. In the car, General Rambo sends us a text telling us to hurry back to our hotel where General Butt Naked awaits.
Monday, 25 January 2010
VBS TV: The Vice Guide to Liberia Episode 5
News.........
IDF Soldier's Eyewitness Account In Haiti
SEC mulled national security status for AIG details
Triumph of the Clueless: True Life Lessons From The Latte Brigade March on Gaza!
World War veterans to be given priority healthcare
Obama Moves to Centralize Control Over Party Strategy
Survey: Brits think bacon comes from sheep
Who is ready for more Liberal Maladies?
Beirut: 90 feared dead as Ethiopian Airlines plane crashes into Mediterranean
Iraq Inquiry: security bill for Blair's appearance 'up to £250,000'
Afren - the UK company leading the hunt for Africa's oil
Venezuela imposes electricity blackouts
British troops face five more years in Helmand
Fears of 'licence to kill' as Tories bid to change self-defence law
Terror group Lashkar-e-Taiba ‘planning paraglider attacks’ in India
and finally.....
Obama BS Vs. Free Speech
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IF you BELIEVE...........from Rico
If you believe das Hopenchange, then you probably believe the teleprompter-reading talking heads in the political and financial media who are telling you Greece is a terrible problem for the Euro, but California is NOT a problem for the US Dollar.
If you do not have a severe case of cranial-rectal inversion, you know that:
- California has a GDP 400% greater than that of Greece.
- The USD has forty-more potential Greeces waiting to erupt.
- California has already failed, while Greece has not.
And, with the unemployment funds of 24 States in the red, and 9 more going broke within about six months, it is your patriotic duty to convert any and all savings you may have into "safe" assets like Federal-State-Municipal bonds!
- Besides, for his next magic act, The Won will "ban budget deficits" and issue coupons to taxpayers.
"Gotta run right now, time to pay off my credit card with another credit card!"
B. Bernanke
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Sunday, 24 January 2010
That Toddlin' Town
Desert silv'ry blue beneath the pale moonlight,
Coyotes yippin' lazy on the hill.
Sleepy winks of light along the far skyline,
Time for millin' cattle to be still...
Well, a bunch of the boys from the WR Bar outfit was settin' around the old virtual campfire the other night after a long day chasin' the boss's cows, and in amongst the usual pissin' and moanin' about saddle sores and tight boots the talk got around to firearms.
Everbody started to draggin' out his favorite shootin' irons, and I swan it weren't long before they was just a goin' on to where you'da thought somebody was gonna git up and start spoutin' Shakespeare about his pet hogleg. I just sorta lurked around at the edge of the firelight and laid low, on accounta I ain't armed. I been hangin' my sombrero in a bunkhouse where there's just ever kind of rule against keepin' Evil Machines in your footlocker, and if I was to keep my old 1911 around here I'd be breakin' all kinds of local ordinances. And I'd never do that, acourse.
That Toddlin' Town
MODERN DAY BREAKER MORANT?
MILITARY PROSECUTORS WITHHOLD EVIDENCE; ARMY RANGER GOES TO PRISON FOR 25 YEARS FOR SHOOTING AL QAEDA OPERATIVE
Yesterday I posted about Australian hero Harry 'Breaker' Morant - this was actually a prologue to a current issue; the extraordinary case of American Army Ranger 1st Lieutenant Michael Behenna of Oklahoma.
Details . . . . . . . . . . . . . STORMBRINGER
CATHOLIC COFFEE
Four Catholic men and a Catholic woman were having coffee.
The first Catholic man tells his friends, "My son is a priest . . . when he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father'."
The second Catholic man chirps, "My son is a Bishop . . . when he walks into a room people call him 'Your Grace'."
The third Catholic gent says, "My son is a Cardinal . . . when he enters a room everyone says 'Your Eminence'."
The fourth Catholic man then says, "My son is the Pope . . . when he walks into a room people call him 'Your Holiness'."
Since the lone Catholic woman was sipping her coffee in silence, the four men give her a subtle, "Well . . . ?"
She proudly replied, "I have a daughter . . .
Slim . . .
. . . Tall . . .
. . . 38D breasts . . .
. . . 24" waist . . .
. . . and 36" hips.
When she walks into a room, people say, "OH . . . MY . . . GOD ! ! !"
Ahhhhh ~ Religion . . .
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