Do you want to know how much I care about Tiger Woods and his apology? I care about them approximately half as much as I care about the fate of the guy who gets attacked by a chimp in this You Tube video:
Seriously, who gives a flying fuck about Tiger's apology? Why is everybody so fixated on what that dillhole has to say? It's the time of day when I get my TV news fix, I'm over here jonesing for some serious news for God's sake, and all three cable "news" networks are giving me wall to wall to coverage of Tiger Woods, including a solemn promise from CNN to rebroadcast the entire apology from earlier today. Thank GOD! Apparently Mr. Woods came close to choking up during the event, and the buzz is that Elin was there, though possibly disguised as Groucho Marx. I can't believe I missed it! I'll tell you what; if Tiger Woods' apology is news, then so is the picture below, which may or may not be a candid shot of Tzipi Livni in a bikini holding an assault rifle:

Of course, Ms. Livni isn't the only public figure to pose in firearms and swim wear, as witnessed by the following shocking photo:
Women in bikinis with guns are sexy. And, Photoshopped or not, Sarah looks hot! More to the point, this picture is actually more interesting to me, and has more bearing on my daily reality, than Tiger Woods' public demonstration of remorse.
And now, to cleanse my mental palate of the above possibly faked images, and to end this post on a positive note, here's a nice shot of Maureen Dowd looking unbelievably scrumptious. Just get a load of those soulful, night-dark peepers, that composed elegance, that titian hair. She's the thinking man's Sarah Palin as far as I'm concerned, with a nasty, leftist snark to match Sarah's right-wing vomitings, and I'm sure she looks damn fine wielding an automatic weapon too.
And now that I've got it (whatever it is) out of my system, Happy Friday everybody, and here's hoping you have a great weekend!
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RATED!
Right on, nana, rated.
unbreakable just posted a piece about everybody being so angry. i'm gonna nudge her to this, jeff. she ain't seen nothing 'til she sees that chimp.
-R-
And Candace, please don't make disparaging remarks about what is, after all, a heritage food for millions of Scandinavian-Americans:(
signed,
a Carlson
If I could have puked I would have.
Nice Friday evening to you Nana. Hope the snow and cold turns warm and spring comes sooner than later up there.
Nice and warm tomorrow here. I am going to the beach to tan some.
I care not what he did, or what he does in the future, except that I hope he golfs again.
The only good thing about today's news is that Michael Jackson didn't die.
Trig, with a little luck they'll get a voodoo priest to raise Michael so they can kill him again during prime time.
And isn't it great Kanuk? The philanderings of some dillhole golfer trumps an act of domestic terrorism; nice! We're in the End Times, there's no getting around it.
Good one.
My mother just said, " Thank god Alexander haig died -maybe they won't talk about Tiger."
Kisses,
Marcela
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I was so relieved when the pregnancy test came back negative.
Moving on.
We should gather about the tv set as they go over and over and over again about Tiger's apology for his indiscretations. With lots of different women.
Did that man ever have his dick out of a hole during that time? I mean, sheesh, I like to play hide the sausage myself a lot but even I take a break, let the bruising go down a little.
Tiger ain't all that, trust me!!! Pfffffft. Golfers have less strokes? PLEASE that man didn't even get it on the green before he was PFFFFFT!!!
God, and I fell for that line, "My wife doesn't understand me, not like you do...I LOVE YOU!!" Gawd.
**wanders away**
General Brady came really close but then she called me Pudding Pop after wards.
I still lust after her.
But still looking for Joy.
**More tears**
Tiger should have had you write his apology. He asked me to, and I came up with something,
MY DEAR FANS, AND THOSE WHO ONLY WATCH THESE THINGS CAUSE YOU DON'T REALLY GET INTO TWO MAN LUGE,
I AM SORRY, I KNOW I HAVE DIDDLE A LOT OF WOMEN, A CAT, AND MAYBE EVEN SOME GERMAN BOBSLEDDERS, THINKING THEY WERE WOMEN, BUT THEY WEREN'T, THEY HAD THEIR PEEPEES TUCKED BETWEEN THEIR LEGS AND WOULD ONLY ALLOW ME TO DO THEM IN THE BUTTS WITH THE LIGHTS TURNED OFF.
I AM TRUELY SORRY FOR THAT AS WELL. YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW SORRY I AM, ESPECIALLY FOR THE HOUSEKEEPER WHO WALKED INTO THE HOTEL ROOM AND TURNED ON THE LIGHTS.
NO, GERMAN BOBSLEDDERS ARE NOT THE BEST LOOKING PEOPLE IN THE WORLD, I THOUGHT THEIR ASSES WERE KIND OF HAIRY BUT I DIGRESS.
I AM SORRY TO EVERYONE WHO HAVE HAD TO PUT UP WITH STORIES OF ME IN SEX REHAB ON THE FRONT OF THE NATIONAL ENQUIRER INSTEAD OF THOSE OTHER STORIES ABOUT OTHER STARS IN SEX REHAB.
WHO KNEW SEX WAS AN ADDICTION YOU WANTED TO CURE.
HELL, I DON'T BELIEVE DRUGS ARE AN ADDICTION YOU WANT TO CURE, BUT I DIGRESS.
I LOVE YOU ALL, ESPECIALLY THE PORN STARS, WITH THE BIG TITTIES, AND YOUR O FACES ESPECIALLY.
AGAIN, I DIGRESS. I'M SICK AND NEED TO BE SPANKED BY A GERMAN LADY.
THANK YOU,
GOOD NIGHT AND HAVE A BETTER TOMORROW, YOUR FRIEND AND PLEASURE TOY,
TIGER WOODS.
TEEHEEHEE. I SAID WOODS.
I HAVE WOOD.
GOOD NIGHT!
**tears**
DEAR SARAH PALIN, RELEASE THE BOYS FROM THEIR RESTRAINTS, BUT YOU CAN KEEP IN THE BALL GAGS IF YOU WANT!!!
**wanders off with tears in his eyes**