Stingray dragged me to Al Gore’s globalwarmingumentary. It’s all the stuff you already know, so it’s not exactly a nail-biter, but it’s useful to see all the charts and numbers and footage of fractured glaciers crashing into the sea gathered together in a single spot for convenient one-stop blaming.
Interspersed with grainy cinéma vérité of lonely […]
Archive for June, 2006
Remain calm. This post is a lament on commentarian sloppiness. It is not about blow jobs. At least not much. If I mention them here it is only to give my example comment some context. If you have something to say about blow jobs, send it to Penthouse.
Recently I wrote an essay in which I […]
The modern marvel that is corny-dog shrimp, at Moonshine on Red River
I decided I’m too good-lookin’ to ban.
While elsewhere the internet ladies do protest too much, I am constrained by the spinster aunt code to cram the Twisty craw with the world’s most hilarious food. Like I always say, anything dong-shaped that gets within ten […]
That’s it. I have no choice but to ban myself from my own blog.
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Gracias. Now With Zippy.
Published June 16th, 2006 in Varmint Center and Easy Persiflage. 31 CommentsMuch has been made of my golden retriever Bert, but for the last 12 years my main dog has been Zippy, part sled dog, part enforcer. She enjoys relaxing on the beach at El Rancho Deluxe and biting mailmen.
I’ve been enjoying the blow job threads so much I forgot to thank, heartfeltedly, all the blamers […]
Patriarchy Defeated By Fellatio; We Can All Go Home Now
Published June 16th, 2006 in Patriarchy-blaming. 124 CommentsI sorely underestimated the magnitude of the bang I was going to get out of all the comments in defense of blow jobs. Holy moly! What fun! Hitherto-unplumbed depths of commentarian grossness were fathomed. Hetero porn models were advocated. Quaint Freudian notions were invoked. Status quos were defended. Defensively. Some of you seized the opportunity […]
Today’s unrelated photo: Season’s Greetings from the aftermath of yesterday’s razing of the tar-paper shack three doors down from the Twisty Bungalow.
Flea—how I admire Flea; no erudite dildopreneur was ever so hilarious—actually gets email asking for sex advice. I can only imagine the degree to which such a thing enhances her quality of life. My […]
The squash-and-green-bean thing I ate at Fino the other day. The Spinster Aunt of the New Millennium has much in common with this plate of flaccid vegetables.
The results are in! One four-thousand-dollar-genetic-test-that-insurance-won’t-cover later, it turns out that I am a mutant. I have the BRCA2 mutation, one of two mutations known to predispose people to […]
The big fish in my small pond. I believe it is a great white shark.
I drop out of society for a couple of days and what happens? The US military offs some famous terrorist, and W is all up in my face saying they killed the dude because when American nutbags kill Iraqi nutbags it’s […]
To Whomever Is Missing Two Cows Near Johnson City
Published June 6th, 2006 in Varmint Center and El Rancho Deluxe. 69 CommentsMystery Cow #1 (not pictured: Mystery Cow #2)
I have your cows, man.
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