The left are saying the Ground Zero mosque is a freedom of religion issue. And now they’re saying it’s not a mosque. I am confused!
If some politicians wants to secretly give me cash, that’s cool… though I can’t promise to be more hacky than I already am.
I ate an egg today. Am I going to die?
Obama’s too competent at destroying America to be a Muslim terrorist.
My top has been spinning for ten minutes now. How long do I have to wait until I can tell if I’m dreaming or not? I mean, I don’t want to shoot myself in the head to wake up and then find it was just a really good spin.
The best way to show the superiority of your religion would be to build a religious building on the moon.
KID: “I don’t want to go to church. It’s boring.”
ME: “But what if it were MOON church?”
KID: “Awesome!”
If you’re a Muslim and the call for prayer comes while you’re on a merry-go-round, prepare to get dizzy.
I’m an unlicensed blogger who doesn’t play by the rules.
If you spend $580 million on a school, it should be able to transform into a giant robot.
Even if you could fit a porcupine in your mouth, you probably shouldn’t.
No matter how much he begs, no matter how much he cries, never feed a Mogwai pudding unless he’s first ate his meat.
I think you’ll find the machine responds much better to calm understand than rage.
In programming, when I do a major change to code and it works the very first time, that always creeps me out.
I always thought it odd when Wright was first asked about Obama he said, “You mean that Muslim guy who shows up once every other month?”
Do kids these days even know who Q*bert is? That potty-mouthed imp sure liked jumping up and down a blocky pyramid.
So how much of America now doesn’t automatically tune out the left when they start screaming “racist” and “bigot”?
So your plan is to get them to build a giant church on the moon and then we nuke it?
Chicks dig a bad boy.
I don’t know about kids, but I’m sure I don’t.
Huh? Sorry – I wasn’t paying attention. What’s that? Oh, I’m a racist and a bigot? Yeah, I’ve heard that before. Got anything new? No? OK – we’re done then.
So what kind of programming are you doing Frank J? Either you are brilliant or someone has you writing Word documents and they told you that you were a “programmer”…
“550 million eggs in 22 states… and counting” (Drudge)
Who the hell is standing there counting all those eggs? And where do they put them? In the ditch behind the barn? You’d think they wouldn’t actually throw them out – but cook them until no traces of salmonella are found and sell the results to pet food manufacturers. But I bet they’re not.
I ate an egg today. Am I going to die?
Yes. Yes you are.
But probably of old age.
I’m curious to see if I got that ‘cite’ tag correct.
Oh cool. It made your quote all fat n’ stuff.
Corona, I was gonna say something like:
“Yes, Frank, there is a 100% correlation between your egg consumption and your pending death.”
But I didn’t want to be morose.
Frank J.! you got a mention and a link from today’s Morning Jolt from NRO for the “transform into a giant robot” line. I love it when my favorite blogs quote one another.
My 10 year old daughter doesn’t know who Pac-man is let alone Qbert. Doesn’t look like the spell checker knows who he is either.
I always thought Q*bert was one of the most imaginative arcade games of my misspent youth. FWIW, WMNBM (which may not be much), A guy named Mackey has made a Q*bert inspired screensaver. It’s open source and comes in Lin and Win versions. It entertains me, but as anyone who’s read my posts can attest, I have a fairly low entertainment threshold.
As for potty mouth, the game was originally to be called “Snots and Boogers.”
Sound advice.
No way! you must suffer through the rest of that clown in the white house like the rest of us.
A few years ago I went shopping for a Christmas tree. I found one, and the only thing wrong with it was that it was the very first one that I looked at. That creeped me out.
If they’re counting eggs, aren’t they just counting chickens that haven’t hatched? And didn’t grandma always say to not do that?
Yeah, Basil, Grandma did. But strangely, she didn’t say anything about counting infertile eggs. So, she’s off the hook, I think.
Hedgehogs are much more mouth friendly,…or so I’m told.
Maybe the eggs are being counted by transformed giant robots.
Q*bert: The Wasted Years
Anyone fluent in Ebonics? The DoJ/DEA Wants You!
“In programming, when I do a major change to code and it works the very first time, that always creeps me out.” – Fortunately, I never had that happen.
Pile all the eggs in one place and send a photo to Guinness, that’s got to be some kind of record!
“My top has been spinning for ten minutes now. How long do I have to wait until I can tell if I’m dreaming or not? I mean, I don’t want to shoot myself in the head to wake up and then find it was just a really good spin.”
Dude. First of all, chicks call them ‘tops.’ Guys call them ‘shirts.’ And if its been spinning for ten minutes, that probably means it’s in the dryer. Don’t shoot yourself, and lay off the cough syrup. Okay?
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But if a Muslim is praying on a merry-go-round, he won’t always be bowing towards Mecca….YES!…No-o-o-o-o…YES….No-o-o-o…etc.
Yep. I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like some massive failure in the fieldfor that 0.1% case I didn’t test.