I already know your too tired for words routine, you post it in loud neon in every little nook and cranny of the whole hapless Salon scene. You really didn't have to write such a long and verbose and tedious rebuttal, but I figure you need all of your practice, so just keep your efforts redoubled.

O' Whats 'er name

And she's that just won't quit kind of full of shit.

She's like a bad case of the runs.

There's a sicko with a pistol in his glove compartment that federal agents took in for questioning today, you and this aggitated and mixed up fruitcake, could probably have lots more meaningful things to say. Catch you later you cuckoo you.

You just gotta love them fruitcakes

Cos they're just so chock full 'o nuts.

Tracy Clark-Flory?

I always enjoy my fart jokes best when they're served up with a spliff.

I saw the Dark Knight on acid and it was awesome.

You may have doubts about delores, but I have much deeper doubts about your sanity.

Thanks Carol. That deserves a look.

There are zealots to be sure, who'll opt instead for the McCain cure. You're obviously one of them.

And I can't remember your last name either. It's O' somethin' or another.

Because no matter what, she always returns like a burning case of the clap.

Congratulations on your posted letter number 1.

Dorores needs no consoling, but what nobody needs I'm sure most'll agree, is your constant, grandstanding, bat shit crazy, assholing.

Toodle-oo and nighty nighty, you truly are a ghastly fright.

Masalama ya binti-sarmuta. Minfadlak, rauwa fil nar dilwati? Mumkin? Kwaiis giden!

Maaa-salama!

I wouldn't fault you for a blessed thing, I'm just weary of your sing song same.

Maybe that 'ol cobra gave me coodies! oooooooo!

Speaking of venom, I do believe you're begining to choke on your own.

nishufak abadan inshallah.

Of course don't hold your breath

She's sure to come back sure as taxes or death.

Aren't you the living embodiment of an awful disgrace.

You never answered my question last night. You've got time for jeb, but not poor 'ol Klytus. That just ain't right.

This latest piece is a little on the incediary side.

That is to say the incendiary side.

And if there was compassion in this piece it was not palpable to me to any noticeable degree.

Thanks for an injection of reality to counter the wishy washies of Walsh and company's single minded mentality.

You really love and live to feud, Walsh postscripts her piece about dialouge and party healing, and all you can do is fuel own rank rotten mood.

And irrationality besotted.

Really remarkable.

All sense prohibitive.

You're like Ahab and his whale, and without self blinded fail, the angry winds of your own ugly ego, will forever be the winds that propel your sails.

Like death and taxes.

You? Smith? Hateful? Neeeever!

Whenever you get caught in a boiling pot

You resort to one of your little livid civics lectures

Like a little ten year old know it all snot.

I have never noticed Smith's ability to rationally articulate anything.

To again play dumb does not you become.

The word "triangulation" always brings to mind the tripod war machines of the Martians in H.G. Well's "War of the Worlds." Triangulation also seems to reap the same results as those in Well's novel upon the world in general.

That is, as a baiter.

Can I have an unlimited licence to just fuckin' annoy?

That'd be some strooooong triangulatin'!

Just get over jeb and you'll be okay.

The difference in anger between Hillary and you, is that she uses it as a strength, and you just use it to stew.

Lobbyists!

No matter how many good intentioned gums may flap, the discomfort out there of some is still summed up by that old word black.

I wonder if you'll ever get a surge of oxygen to your brain.

Save that of my immediate family and friends

Who are all various human beings of color

I think if you engaged with them in a chat over politics

And current affairs

And the central topic came 'round to Bill Clinton

Not one disparaging would would they with malice utter.

Ah Dalivus, the old AKA coy ploy.

Yes, I know it well.

I'm supporting Tina Turner to be Obama's VP.

So Joanna I wanna ask you this without anybody becoming unhinged, I think you're saying in your estimation that Bill Clinton was not racist, but his remarks were racially tinged?

It will be one long December.

Joanna Joanna, be cool. I don't think your comments should be casually dismissed as a rule.

The definition of sonofloud: talks loud, says nothing.

Ah how sweet it is.

Hillary's got the handle on health care, so hey put that know how to work.

lilybean.

Michael Corleone? Am I gonna wake up with a decapitated horse's head in my unmade bed?

It's gettin' real nutso in here all of a sudden.

You may be taking things a little too swiftly. Slow down.

As an American of Egyptian-Libyan extraction, mine is the same reaction. I don't think either Clinton is a racist either, but this whole spectacle is sure providing some republicans much pleasure as a nutso night at the theater.

And as far as a saint?

That's one thing he most assuredly ain't.

You bring out the freaka!

"Changing minds takes time"

And in your case alone, your mind is set in stone.

do you carry your very own echo chamber around with you?

trying to find measured reason here is like swimming the whole length of the bosforous.

add o'donnell to the brew, and what you've got is nuthin's new.

I feel ya my friend. People who feel they are spotless, and the purest of the pure, are the people who buy the bunk of their own pure manure.

In this disco inferno.