Letters to the Editor
GoodCelery!
Published Letters: 3248
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heh.
[Read the article: What Howard Kurtz means by "media scrutiny"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Some people will be happy when they lose that last curled head hair?
They won't have to waste time combing the scalp and can eat scallops.
And blog more... and not have to spend money at the expensive hairdresser.
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Proximity Warning.
[Read the article: What Howard Kurtz means by "media scrutiny"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]After he's completely bald (bald looks distinguished) and long-faced,
Mr. Proximity Warning runs workshops, teaching GOPS the comb-over.
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Arne L. is correct.
[Read the article: What Howard Kurtz means by "media scrutiny"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]If we don't stop this we will be arguing,
whether the run-over ground squirrels,
go to the same place post-dead as Kurtz?
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ehh...
[Read the article: What Howard Kurtz means by "media scrutiny"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]The times are a changing.
The trolls will eventually be laid off.
Their boss will boot 'um and label the 'Temps'...
green-India-labor forces to help a global economy?
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The marble collection has many replacements:
Bye shooter? Then comes the bumboozers, dobies,
cat eyes, slimmers, immies, milkies, and glass aggies.
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good night. I'll go play with old fashion round marbles?
poor knw? PlayMates has a new plastic pony named, 'Struts'...
I will shut up. Maybe we'll return to the days we all played with a 'Slinky'...[?]
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William T. You are a personification of a Daddy?
[Read the article: What Howard Kurtz means by "media scrutiny"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Arne has a little head COWLICK.
You are a old-fashioned Daddy?
You use LWM and Sinnard's spit.
And fatten out a "child's" cowlick.
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I loved that read. It was respectful. A sorta sad informal YUCK! And the read (thanks anyway) made
[Read the article: The ornery pride of the political journalist]
[Read more letters about this article: Here].... It made almost too puckish. I am trying to recall a time in my life when I wasn't sure if I am depressed... the Press could be more demented... and the public i needing to buy earmuffs and laugh hysterical at the sheer madness of these horrible (no leadership) times. I'm happy we just got a huge load of 'spent' mushroom compost mulch.
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The Press ate too much hollandaise on asparagus?
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I'll quote ` a modern paraphrased proverb`?
"The dog goes to a public latrine and barfs-up,
in a commode and slurps the up-chuck back up."
(My sympathy and apologies to old O.T Solomon)
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P.S. What next? Who knows?
A evangelical baptism service?
A Hellos bible study Press Meeting?
A Hullabaloo holy-roller peek under stalls contest?
I don't ever want to use a public bathroom ever again.
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Che Pasa. hungry? It's breakfast time...
[Read the article: The ornery pride of the political journalist]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]What to do now? How about a bowl of chilly at a Waffle House?
Guest at a cowpoke ranch get a seneca herb stuffed rump steaks.
Gourmet peanut butter and jam is gourmet if you have good taste.
The baker who serves the Press gives those guest beef or ham stuffed with bacon hocks...
Fancy foods is for fools. If you serve Che a jib of modest herb greens on a platter `Tweet`...
The Spring tree peeps have let out their first tweets. Geese are flocking back up to the North.
The read was so laughable it was sad. The common-folk sense the GOPS are in need of much help.
The "hicks" have a innate care and sympathetic compassion for the human peeps and give 'warning'... Beware of the bad GOPS! Keep them approximately 100 miles away. Serious.
The good rural-folk are sad "if" they are snubbed.... but to observe such human-waste...
and such DC's arrogant warmongers condemning a more sympathetic and truly more interesting, and beautiful people (WORLDWIDE) than the pro-politico... diseased politician.
Well. Beware of them...
*Know the politico kills them...*
What does one say to a smirker,
a non-reconciler, and a murderer?
I say hope not to sit at the meal table....
The conversation of GOPS is nauseating... 'um make ya's barf-up some peanut butter and burp up,
a pizza pie, triple cheeseburger, geese, mutts, and galloping squirrels with homemade chilly-con-corny soup? You may up-chuck even if you haven't eaten for a few weeks? err. eh. huh.
How can you reconcile with a fool who eats food with bad stooges who sold the dang soul? heh, huh, err... No lick the shoe soles of a GOP stinker?
Hey Che. They irk shoplifters and pickpocket neocons in public bathrooms? GOPS sit in stalls and shuffle their feet?
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Che Pasa. I'd rather step into a hail storm with bare feet and greet a hungry bear and offer the bear a beer with Pepsi, Fanta, Mountain Dew, or 7-up? I find it difficult to talk about them now... I just had raw milk and rice crispy cereal with Italian garlic balls cooked in olive oil.... It's a pain to even think about these blood-lip-smackers who groan and eat a fig-pecker-bird. In old days there was a bird called a fig-bird and it was swallowed whole. merci? Not to the GOPS.
Confess. Yea Che Pasa!
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What's this new fuss all about? William Timberman will mop around the commode and take the tin beer cans
[Read the article: The ornery pride of the political journalist]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Beer can tin fetches 55-cents a ton or a pound? I forget. It use to be 70-cents for beer can scavengers....
Che? The SUV will be vintage some day?
Perhaps a 'Win With Willie Wanker' bumber?
A sticker can be placed on all the GOPS butts?
Or 'we people' can affix Dodge auto bumpers to GOP's rear ends?
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Bad Appetite!
[Read the article: The ornery pride of the political journalist]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Eating in latrines will disable the brain. The smells and stagnant air will be the cause of offensive coughs, belching, and right-wing ailments...
It can be worst than rabbit fur soup or eating decomposed fish.
Kitt may wonder if the trolls wear skunk-skull caps or digest scat?
The human lungs hurt just imagining how disgusting GOP eccentricity has been "norm"...
The Attorney General should call forth The Surgeon General Doctor for a honest diagnosis?
But, the AG already has a DOJ case of belching, and scribbling garbage-thought that's dyspeptic ulcers causing.... sluggish... unpleasant, and a illness that can topple a form of any government! It is very pathetic.
This "governing" is not governing.
It's distressing. Wrenching. Heaving.
There sure ain't much consoling from me...
I'm gonna be forced to skip lunch. W.T. Cheers.
Maybe later a pint and one/half of raw goat milk?
It's almost time to call forth the old library almanack?
The ancient medical fornicators? (forecast?) It can't hurt.