Sloshed In Translation

In the same vein of my last post this morning, the predictability of human stupidity has once again reared its grade school dropout head.  This of course being Strigiform, the overly sensitive vegan tranny anarchist.  In an attempt to not bore you with the details please refer to the recent article I wrote about her inane ramblings about racism, sexism, and other derptitudes that have passed so far into insignificance I care not to bother bringing up… again.  Mail Call Bitches! Continue Reading…

The formula for this site is fairly simple when you think about it.  I find someone or something to make fun of, people agree or disagree, drama ensues, and then I drink and laugh.  Not exactly rocket science.  That being said I do so love when a plan comes together.  As you may have read in my last little article there was some non-factor chick bitching about racism… or sexism, something… I don’t really remember the details due to my memory being about the length of your average gold fish on Oxycodon, which I of course made fun of ( like I do ).  So naturally one of her non-factor friends decided to comment here… but not just ANY comment… no no no!  A comment worthy of its own little immortal place here among the wall of failures I present on a… uh, wheneverly basis.  Meet Strigiform’s Girlfriend; Dykonoclast! Continue Reading…