The Odd Lady has been kidnaped by Landover Baptist! And for a pretty unfunny joke at that.
[Thanks for the headsup, Margit]
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Lame.
stinjgay.
Blargh.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Ah, what a beauty. And accomplished as well. I’ll bet her mushroom noodle casserole with olive slices is the best!
I still recall as telling the recording of George, before he became chief incompetentmalevolentchristianmaleidiotoftheworld,during a pause during his appearance on the David Letterman show.
As Lettermans aide, during a program pause, leans across the desk to confer with Letterman, Bush, peering about blearily, notices that his glasses are dirty. He then proceeds to nonchalantly clean/polish his glasses on the hem of the sweater of the oblivious confering Letterman aide. Satisfied with the results he then returns to his comatose zen state.
I´ve always wondered why a tape of this incident wasn`t continually showed as a campaign add during his reelection camppaign. I think it illustrated all on that needs to be said on Bushs empathy, judgement, morals and intelligence. It is probably of signifigance that the aide was a middle aged female (Lettermans program director, I think).
Am I the only one that remembers this?
mushroom noodle casserole sounds delish.
The odd lady scoffs at that silly imposter.
…and I of course (once again,sigh) meant to comment on the previous post.
I yearn for a simpler time commisirate with my reptile brain.
Say not so!
Ah jc., not to fret, non sequiturs are the spice of life.
Was I the only one who kept reading “Landover” as “Lavender” and thus reading the satire as not just Baptist satire but lesbian Baptist satire?
now why aren’t there more lesbian baptist satire blogs? there’s a whole market out there waiting to be conquered.
That’s just plain bizarre. Although I did have a nice long eye roll or two while perusing the *article*.
I feel kind of silly, but I really want to see that “rhinestone crown of thorns”.
I think that Landover is Betty Bowers’s church. She is a good Christian lady. Betty’s greatest concerns are female weight gain and poor fashion sense. And the fact that you are going straight to hell.
i love landover baptist. just the “accept christ and get a free phone” thing is worth the visit. betty bowers rules.
um, is the whatwouldjesusdo THONG ad at the bottom of that page for real?
Whatever happened to sister taffy?
Who IS the mysterious Odd Lady? I recognize her as Twisty’s distinctive logo, but where did she come from? I hope I’m not marking myself as hopelessly ignorant, but what the heck, I want to know. She intrigues me!
Back in the olden days of the internet, I stole the Odd Lady from a gross-out site that posts post-mortem photos of corpses with their heads split down the middle and people having sex with poop and other sad stuff. I didn’t think she belonged there, so I just took her. Sue me.
What was I doing looking at that website? I don’t remember, but probably I needed to know what a corpse looks like when its been baking in the sun for 4 days.
…what a corpse looks like when its been baking in the sun for 4 days.
I think that would depend a lot on humidity and ambient temperature. Maybe geography, too, though a lot of the organisms rsponsible would be carried in by, and in, the deceased.
I had a chat with Judy O’Christian a couple years back, and very much enjoyed it. Unfortunately, last I heard he was exiled somewhere in the Bible Belt, convalescing at his parents’ from a nasty accident. One more reason we need socialized medicine.