I don’t know whether to feel relieved or let down
Today I received my semi-weekly Code Pink email. Honestly, they bring much mirth into my otherwise staid existence. And believe you me, I need some mirth today. (I am putting the evils of drink and fast women behind me, as of today, you read it here first.) Anyway, today’s missive came with the title:
A Million Knockers for Peace
Now, any thought that this would be 500,000 attractive women doing that “Breasts not Bombs” thing is immediately dispensed with when you stop to remember this is Code Pink. [Insert your own shudder here.]
Anyway:
Dear TSO you sexy bastard you,
September 11 reminds us not only of the tragic events of 2001 but also how Bush’s post-attack strategy has squandered so many lives and resources. While the Bush administration closed the door on those who advocated an alternative response, we now have an opportunity to open doors, the doors in our neighborhoods, as part of an unprecedented effort to knock on A Million Doors for Peace.
On Saturday, September 20, we invite you to join CODEPINK and our allies from 18 peace and justice organizations across the country as we engage our neighbors and ask them to sign a petition urging the next Congress to bring our troops home within a year. We hope to reach one million citizens who long for peace but are unsure how to work toward it.
Wow is that a “liberace and N’sync together in a hot tub listening to Boy George” level gay idea. Seriously. I hope you come to my house. You know, when I am watching college football to cleanse the knowledge that I have insufficiently longed for peace and am unsure how to work for it.
Thank you for opening your own doors for peace!
Alicia, Anne, Dana, Deidra, Desiree, Farida, Gael, Gayle, Jean, Jodie, Liz, Lori, Medea, Nancy, Rae and Tighe
Don’t you dare show up at my house without Midge, the Code Pink transgendered Peace Activist. Atleast s/he is a Navy Veteran.
For the record, on the list of scary things to TSO, “seeing half a million naked Code Pink activists” comes right after “Seeing Tom Brady blow out his ACL in the first 7 minutes of the season” and right before “Being forced to see Sex in the City in order to get lucky.”
Category: Code Pink
I know it won’t sink in to any of these misguided fools-for-peace, but if they knock on my door this weekend, I will have my Kimber Classic II .45 in my right hand, hanging by my side. My pals who are over to watch the games will stand behind me with pumps, bolts, semis and perhaps an over-under in full view. The fear in the eyes of this Code-Pinko volunteer should register as a pure, instantaneous lesson in peace-through-strength. Alas, it won’t. She is incapable of shifting the paradigm within which these freaks live, which is that the U.S. is the problem, and the rest of the world is run by the League of Women Voters. It’s these types who end up getting us into wars.
As for the “evils of drink and fast women,” remember the immortal words of Scarlett O’Hara: “Tomorrow is another day.”
Well, my neighborhood does have that “no soliciting” rule, which really doesn’t seem to have ANY effect on any of the annoying door-to-door people.
Maybe we can get FTC to do a Do Not Knock list, to go along with the Do Not Call list.
And, TSO, Sweetie, “giving up the evils of drink and fast women” — um, yeah, I’m not really seeing you giving that up, must be just a 24 hour bug. Try some slooooowww women for a change. Make you very, very happy!)
Hello TSO:
(I am putting the evils of drink and fast women behind me, as of today, you read it here first.)
I won’t tell anyone to quit drinking, but I made a Medical, (not moral), decision to quit. Haven’t looked back. still do the clubs, but with O’Douls Amber instead of Jack, George, Jim n those whiskey guys. Don’t have to ask the barmaid if you had a good time last night, etc.
Life is good,
nuf sed
TSO only rarely drinks, unless he’s at a convention or has people in town for work related stuff. Unfortunately, this month i have had both.
But, I’ll be enjoying some beverages next weekend with some of the hottest women and lowest reprobates the internet has to offer: The USO Girls, LT Nixon, Skye, Uncle Jimbo, Blackfive etc etc etc. All in scenic Vegas!
Odds I come home married? about 27%.
Well,then OBVIOUSLY they can’t come to your house, so wouldn’t it be a good idea, Mr. TSO, for the Code Pink ladies to meet you there??? Gosh, golly, gee — won’t you all have the mostest fun ever?? Good luck!
Totally love to hang with the Pinkers. I always enjoy hanging with lunatics. I did follow the Grateful Dead for years after all.
Oh for the chance to kick those a$$hats off of my property with an 870 in my hands and a rottie at their heels. Alas, I hope those code stinkers don’t show at my doorstep this Sat as I plan to be riding with the PGR to support the Georgia War Veteran’s home in Milledgeville this weekend. We will be holding a “Christmas in September BBQ” c’mon down and join us if’n ya want. I doubt you could drag Code Stink to an event like that. Besides It’s “Christmas in September, not Halloween. (Drag…Ewwww… dangerous choice of words for CP )