I AM A DIASPORAL JEW OF THE ASHKENAZ TRIBE AND I HEREBY DECLARE BUELAHMAN AND LYNDA OF BUELAHMAN'S REDSTATE REVOLT TO BE ABSOLUTELY FREE OF ANTI-SEMITISM OF ANY KIND. THEIR VIEWS ON AMERICA'S ISRAEL POLICY IS THE SAME AS MINE. IT IS THE SAME AS WELL OVER 30% OF THE ISRAELI PEOPLE AND OVER 70% OF THE DIASPORAL ASHKENAZ COMMUNITY IN THE WORLD OUTSIDE BOTH THE UNITED STATES AND ISRAEL.
Ever have that one relative that shows up at Christmas, you know the one (so full of shit that you can’t stand to be around them at any other time of the year), that you can’t wait to get rid of them?
MOUSE CALIBRATION You should actually do this every year. Even more often is recommended by Kim Kommando (the computer guru) if you spend a lot of time on the computer.
I was shocked to see how well this works, and how far off mine was!
To re-calibrate your mouse, click and hold on the Y below, then drag the Y toward the g.
If it doesn’t work immediately, you might want to clean your mouse, as the calibration is off.
You dumb ass. You’ll believe anything
I’M SURE YOU WILL ALSO RECOMMEND THIS TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS ONCE YOU SEE HOW MUCH SMOOTHER AND BETTER THE MOUSE WORKS AFTER BEING CALIBRATED! AMAZING..
How many of you are giddily awaiting the news that Bush is back for another show? Here is wishing for all you women to rid yourself of blades, Nair, wax and get ready for teeth to rid yourself of your president:
It should probably come as no surprise that the biggest economic crisis since the Great Depression would inspire a little fuzz. Conspicuous spending is out, after all. And maintaining a stripper-worthy wax job ain’t cheap.
“It’s back to shaving in the shower for me,” says Catlin, a brand manager for a Los Angeles fashion label.”
“It’s a fortune to keep a trim bush,” bemoans Meredith, a healthcare marketing executive.”
“But it isn’t just hard times driving this trend. After seeing the shaved beav of nearly every pop tart, after years of porn going mainstream, isn’t the thrill of the bare vage getting a little stale? If not, you know, creepy?”
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“I first took a lady Schick to my bikini line sometime during the second term of the Reagan administration. The process guaranteed unpleasantries: razor burn and in-grown hairs, not to mention the constant and necessary repetition. But in time, with increased skill, the invention of the gazillion-blade razor and ladies-only shave gel, I gave the task little thought. Until I moved to New York City, of course, where highlights from a New Jersey mall and a “natural” brow were the sartorial equivalents of hate crime. Eventually, seduced by the city’s indulgent carelessness, I let Sonya and her thick imported Brazilian wax have their way with me. My lady garden — once lush — now lay nearly bare. And for years, that’s how it stayed: a tiny patch of hair, not dissimilar to Hitler’s mustache.
But in recent months, I’ve longed for the fuller landscape of yesteryear. While I’ve become accustomed to some benefits of the Brazilian — it does clear a nice path for action — I’m aching for change. The act itself is invasive. I’m feeling a little rebellious. And, hey, money is tight.