Showing posts with label Catfight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Catfight. Show all posts

Thursday, June 22, 2023

Bobservations

No Carlos story this week because he’s gone into hiding for a few days. See, he was walking by the guest room the other morning and saw Rosita sitting in the curvy scratching tool and thought:

“She’s so sweet.”

Then he looked closer, and that’s when he went into hiding.

It’s like Cats of the Corn …

Girl Fight! That messy feud between the two dumbest MAGAts in Congress, Large Marge Green and Lauren Bobo Boebert burst right into the open this week when the two got into a spat and Greene called Boebert a “little bitch.”

It all happened because both women want to impeach Joe Biden for being a good president and a Democrat, and Greene went all Howler Monkey after Boebert leveraged a procedural tool to force a vote on her own impeachment resolution, thereby undercutting Marge, who had offered her own resolution,

Poor Marge and Bobo, both vying to be the Illiterate Queen of the MAGAts.

Right after the White House displayed a Pride flag, Fox News … that bastion of journalistic integrity … hold for laughter … claimed the Pride flag the White House used promoted pedophilia.

Fox made no mention of the fact that when their parent company promoted Pride month in 2022 it wrapped its corporate logo in the very same flag.

I guess it’s not a giant leap to go from lying to hypocrisy.

If you ever wondered what he was thinking, here’s an inkling:

Excerpts from Tuxedo's diary, March 27, 2010:

Day 2555 of my captivity...

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.

Bastards.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow—but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released—and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously an idiot. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.

For now...

I kid … we never had a bird.

Elon Musk, the billionaire owner of Twitter, has amped up his anti-transgender campaign and is now calling “cisgender”—a term that refers to people who identify with the sex they were assigned at birth—a slur and not to be used on his site.

Of note, is that Musk has a transgender daughter who legally filed to change her name in 2022 because of her “gender identity” and “the fact that I no longer live with or wish to be related to my biological father in any way, shape, or form.”

Lesson: Elon Musk is as terrible a human being as he is a parent.

In  Arkansas, a  federal judge struck down the state’s law forbidding medical treatments for children and teenagers seeking gender transitions, blocking what had been the first in a wave of such measures championed by GOP lawmakers across the country.

In his ruling, Judge James Moody Jr. said the law both discriminated against transgender people and violated constitutional rights for doctors. He also said that the state of Arkansas had failed to substantially prove a number of its claims, including that the care was experimental or carelessly prescribed to teenagers.

Because, again, it’s all about scaring their base with stories of parents “changing” their children’s gender on a whim. Good on Judge Moody.

Texas Governor, and asshat, Greg Abbott vetoed a bipartisan bill that would have expanded vote-by-mail access for people with disabilities—specifically people who are blind or paralyzed and need assistance marking their ballot.

The guy in the wheelchair wants to make it harder for people with disabilities to vote, and so it deserves saying again: if I ever see Abbott at the top of the stairs in his wheelchair, I will push it down the stairs.

We’re going old school this week. I watched a documentary on Tab Hunter the other night—and he was drop dead beautiful back in the day—and it got me to thinking about the Hot Men of Hollywood, 1950s Edition, so here you are. Clockwise from the top left … Rock Hudson, Anthony Perkins, Tab Hunter, James Dean, Montgomery Clift, Paul Newman. Which One Would You Hit?

Monday, May 11, 2015

Cat Fight! Andy and Lance

So last week, on his What Watch Happens Bravo chat show, Andy Cohen revealed that the most famous person he’d ever done the nasty with was boy bander Lance Bass.

Truthfully, I don’t care about this, although I can’t help but feel that Andy Cohen is kinda skeevy and wish that, if this did happen, and really that whenever Andy Cohen has sex, it’s done while wearing a full body condom in a room made entirely of latex.

But that’s just me … and maybe Lance Bass, too.

See, Lance is now denying that he and Andy ever slept together and while on his SiriusFM radio show Dirty Pop, Lance said, and I kinda love this:
“First of all, I’m not going to tell you what I do in the bedroom. Sex is a broad term. I can just tell you right now, there was no Andy D going in my B.”
He elaborated further:
“It was so nice and romantic and it was just a nice time. It was one of those things where I needed someone to hold onto. I’m not going to tell you what went down…but it’s not what people are thinking.”
Who do you believe? Or, more importantly, does anyone other than Andy Cohen really care?