A government server in their downstairs shitters? Of course. That was right to government spec. Matter of fact, it was actually SAFER than the servers kept by the government. And we'd all be better off if we were like Sid Blumenthal, using the aol email addresses we set up 23 years ago with that "14 free hours of aol" disk we got. Yup. They just just don't make 'em like that anymore. Except for when the occasional Romanian shut-in gets lucky, those things are almost foolproof! (sadly, that part about being safer than our government servers might even be close to true)
You don't even know where the meat is claimed to be here. That's okay. I don't really expect you to come up with something none of the rest of you right wingers have produced, either.
Trust me, I'm with you. Don't think I don't feel the shame of looking only the news reporting in the New York Times and Washington Post, instead of reading my FBI briefings like Team Blocker does. Which is still not a gay messageboard alliance, by the way.
Your posting style is very consistent. I would describe it as a mix of the sardonic with the avuncular. Sometimes more one than the other. But always on that spectrum. Consistency is usually a good thing. But it can also become boring. You might take some friendly advice from me and see if you can change it up some.
Notice how they abandoned that fight? Arguing against lesbianism. Puh. How stupid is that? It's like fucking Napolean invading Russia in the winter. So many more winnable battles and these dudes choose a full frontal assault on downtown Minsk. Hey, y'know what's really cool, by the way? Those scenes that start like: * Knock knock knock * Nikki: "Hi Mrs. Clinton, is Chelsea home? Mrs. C: No, Nikki. She went to the store with her dad. They should be home in about an hour. But it you want to come in and wait. Nikki: Sure. Mrs. C: I was just making some orange juice. Would you like some? Nikki: Ummm. Okay. Mrs. C: My, Nikki - how long has it been since I've seen you. You've really grown up. Do you have a boyfriend? Nikki: Well, sort of. But he just doesn't treat me how I'd like to be treated. Mrs. C: That's too bad. You deserve better than that. Nikki: Umm..... Mrs. Clinton..... what are you doing with your hand? Oh man. I'ma need to step away for a bit.
First Panel: [Fat guy shortsleeve shirt and fat tie sitting in quiet office. WORD OF THE DAY flashes across the face of his iphone] Second Panel: [Lightbulb goes off above head] Third Panel: [Types "I would describe you as avuncular and sardonic"] Fourth Panel: [Small dog stares pathetically in silence] Dude, congratulations! You're a fucking four-panel Dilbert cartoon.
Man, if you're not even going to freaking try it takes all the fun out of this. Yeah yeah.... I know..... I have work to do too. But don't tell me this isn't important also. Step it up. All the little boners are watching.
