Another “I’m Busy” Post

Sorry for the dearth of posting, but I’ve been really busy at work and really busy at home (stealing Jonah Goldberg’s job is harder than I thought, plus I need to finish writing question for my next interview). I’ll have some Frank Answer™ tomorrow plus something extra. Also, I’ll get to my reader e-mails this weekend (I’m not ignoring you).
BTW, John Hawkins has a list of his favorite blogs and I was disqualified. That makes me special.
Oh, and buy my t-shirts.

No Comments

  1. Frank,
    What makes you special is a helmet and ride on the short bus. Can’t you see that what you really are is a victim? This Hawkins character steals from you regularly and then laughs in your face?!
    There is hope, however, as Kerry (and remember he was in Vietnam), will make sure this minion of the bushitler is silenced, and compensate you for your obviously repressed pain.
    And Remember a vote for Kerry will prevent those filthy underhanded lying (p)resident from pulling the legs off kittens!!!! You do love kittens don’t you?

  2. Jonag, aka Hag, Nag, defendant client of Amphtrynion (whatever)
    You’re sounding like a suck-up to the Dear Leader. Does he (assuming the Dear Leader is a man)share the milky suckiness referenced by your legal counsel, or is it just the legendary roundness of his and your breasts?
    Your friend
    Guile (as opposed to guileless (LOOK IT UP))

  3. Guile,
    If you don’t stop telling us all to “look things up” I will find you and insert a large thesaurus in you. Then you can look up yourself, hahahahaha.
    (Never make the mistake of thinking that just because I’m a limey and a tantric masturbator I’m not prepared to use lexicographic brutality)

  4. Guile won’t be able to look herself up since the Thesaurus will be placed inside of her. And we all know that is a cold, dark place infested with gerbils and other assorted rodents.

  5. Hey, What’s left over from a Corona,
    The “look it up” was for the benefit of Hag, whose first language is not english, and her lawyer, Amphi, who speaks engrish.
    Since you’ve got your thesaurus out, Limey, why don’t why look up shit-house and find Britland as an alternative.
    Guile

  6. I seem to remember I was 73rd virgin in a school nativity play. No wait, it was 5th shepherd.
    If I look up “Guile” in my thesaurus it lists as alternatives “deceit, deception, fraud, duplicity, artfulness, craft, cunning..”
    But strangely not “twat”
    Love you.

  7. Okay, I’m late to the party. Who is this “guile” and what is he/she doing? If he/she has been breaching my unwritten rule of comment conduct, I can exercise my power to go back and write his/her comments to be more nice and polite to everyone.

  8. Hold on Frank J.
    I’m the victim here, boo hoo. In the first place, I merely posed a question on the mechanics of heavenly delights for shaheed, in reference to the two-barrelled Glock. Then, I was mercilessly attacked by Jonag. Then, Amphi provided some valued comments on Muslim theology and family dynamics. Then, Amphi became Jonag’s lawyer and based her case on influenceability. Then, Limey was the third man in the fight (hockey reference (not field hockey, Limey)) Then, uh, I forget.
    Guile

  9. Hey, I always wanted my own enemy online to take things way too personally and generally assail my character without ever having met me.
    Guile, for cripes’ sake, calm down. The vast majority of Frank’s readers, I’m sure, don’t really care who insulted whom, or who stepped on whose toes, three days and twelve comments sections ago. Give it a rest and stop annoying us so we can all enjoy Frank J.’s Funnies.

  10. Thank God and Allah, Taxi-driver,
    I thought this thread was dead,Fred (step-out the Back, Jack and set yourself free, etc.)
    Wasn’t there a Bohrstin taxi-driver, or horse-drawn wagon-driver, who turned out to be a Muslim-bomber? Is that you?
    And if I were going to ail your ass, or your character, believe me, my Brahmin friend, you would know about it ;-)!!!
    Yours caste-fully,
    Guile
    Post scriptum (or p.s. for non-Brahmins)
    Are we personal enemies now, or do I have to brag that I have a .60 calibre, sorry caliber, handgun to drill your punk ass with?
    Finally, my Brahmin-buddy, “cripes’ sake” probably doesn’t have an apostrophe after the “s”. Maybe before the “s”, or maybe not at all -but I’m no pedant, so let’s let it go….

  11. This is great! Now I’m a Brahmin taxi driver! A WASPy Islamofascist, to hear some describe it. What will my new split-personality generator think of next?
    Incidentally, I feel I must confess that this poor ol’ horse-driver doesn’t live in “Bohrstin,” or even “Bahstin.” Although If I hopped in a cah and took it down the Pike, I could pahk at a bah neah Hahvid Squayah, pop in and have a beeah with the professahs and, of course, my fellow Brahmins. Thaht’d be wicked pissah!
    I’m gonna stick with “cripes’,” because I think my case truly is the sake of multiple cripes.
    Not that I’m a pedant either, eh, Guile, wink-wink?
    With sincerest thanks from the People’s Commonwealth for your tireless devotion to killing the humorous atmosphere here,
    Your Brahmin Buddy and/or “Personal Enemy,”
    Taxachusetts

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.