Happy Birthday to Me
Today is my birthday.
This business with Ann Coulter has really gotten me down.
Again.
She represents everything that is wrong with the human race. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't actually know people who adore her. Who defend her. Who agree with her. Who wish they could sleep with her.
But I do.
Here’s my song for my birthday.
Cynical Days (listen)
By Colin Moulding
From XTC's “Oranges and Lemons”
Another year's gone by, the world's grown older
Sometimes I heave a sigh, people grow colder
Every day I do my best to show,
I can make it in this world I know
But all the bad thoughts that people bring
My faith in human nature's getting pretty thin
Help me get through these cynical days
Help me get through my cynical ways
You say it's just a passing phase
You've got to help me get through, these cynical days
Another see through scheme, people are shallow
The dark night's closing in, my dark thoughts follow
I try and make my world a better place
(my efforts seem in vain)
But I'm competing in a human race
(falling deeper down the drain)
That value things that just don't count
Makes me wonder what it's all about
Help me get through these cynical days
Help me get through my cynical ways
You say it's just a passing phase
You've got to help me get through, these cynical days
posted by The Viscount LaCarte at 12:48 PM
11 Comments:
Happy Birthday, Al!
Try not to give Coulter too much thought today. You should try to think happy thoughts on your big day.
:)
Happy Birthday, Viscount.
Thank you. I did end up having a nice birthday. We (the 8 of us!) went out for breakfast and my kids gave me a new travle mug and coffee card from Caribou coffee. Then we had a pleasant day.
Happy Birthday, Viscount. Crack open a bottle of Rodney with the Contessa.
A very Happy Birthday to you. As far as the Demon Bitch Who Shall Nt Be Named is concerned, I had a thought while watching a few minutes of Mel Brooks talking about how he dealt with his hatred of Hitler. Brooks said the only way he could deal with the residual horrors was to come out swinging with intensely satirical humor. Al Franken's pretty good, but maybe more hilarious vitriol can be produced!
Or She Who shall Not Be Named can be ignored. She's a tough troll to delete...
I hope ya had a good one, despite whasserface.
Happy B(elated)day, Monsieur le Viscount. If nobility resides in the mind and soul, then you should get a promotion to King or something.
Happy belated birthday, Viscount!
As for Coulter, I'm pretty sure it's a dick under her mini, and whoever wants to sleep with her must be exterminated per the neocons' own moral laws.
Happy B-day, dawg.
Things are going to get better. History has shown.
Thanks everyone.
As it turned out I had a great birthday, in spite of the republicans...
I'm pretty sure it's a dick under her mini...
I didn't think I could be more revolted by Coulter until I read that.
Thanks for the image.
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