So true. Mamet admits/understand the black stuff - least that stuff inside men.

You're always there for me, Ray.

God, I'm so into you. I just want to go fuckin' crazy on you.

I don't know why I'm behaving this way. I don't do this for a living.

Likewise sugar. Remember, always be closing. Always. Be. Closing.

How many stories of Euros, soccer, and anti-semitism are out there this week? I posted on one yesterday that's completely unrelated to this one.

Given your average Euroweenie's proclivity towards A) soccer and B) anti-Semitism, I'll bet there are any number of stories involving all those things in any given week.

Yeah, but what about Dusty's hot cock?

Have you guys seen the world cup qualifier standings of these three teams in Group 4?? Easily explains the news items to me Ace ... Heck as a Red Sox fan, I'd easily believe that Derek Jeter is actually an instrument of Osama Bin Laden if necessary ...

After the latest game between Ireland and Israel (a 1:1 draw), the standings for group 4 are as follows:

Team (MP, Pts)
Ireland Republic 5, 9
France 5, 9
Israel 5, 9
Switzerland 4, 6
Cyprus 5, 1
Faroe Islands 4, 1

Full current European Standings here:

http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com/06/en/t/group/index.html?zone=eur

Yeah, but where's Dusty's hot throbbing cock in that list?

I don't get turgid about soccor scores unless I see Dusty's hot cock listed in the scores.

Speaking of Europe and their embrace of anti-semitism....I, Jack M., have declared war on the country of Iceland due to their embrace of Bobby Fischer. And because they attacked us first with Bjork.

All able bodied men and women who wish to join my crusade are welcome to make their voices heard (in print!) at the following address:

http://allalongtheblogtower.blogspot.com/2005/03/jack-declares-war-on-iceland.html

dammit it..

the correct link is

Http://allalongtheblogtower.blogspot.com/2005/03/jack-
declares-war-on-iceland.html

Not a promising start to this conflict...

Excellent, Jack M.

But I didn't see one reference to Dusty's hot throbbing meat stick in your entire post.

Shhhh...Bob Dole's Cock...I have two key "super weapons" in the event that Iceland proves to be a tougher target than I expected.

The first, of course, is unleashing Bob Dole's Cock to ravage the land.

If that fails (which it won't!) then I employ my "scorched earth strategy" and unleash Dusty's hot throbbing meat stick to bring the unholy fury of Ragnarok upon my hippy, herring chomping adversaries.

But these are top secret. "black" programs. So keep them between you and me. Loose lips sink ships, after all!

Good strategy, Jack M.

Might I suggest that after the entire population of the hippy island nation gets ravaged by Bob Dole's cock, you save Bjork for Dusty's hot cock? That weapon should be used just for Bjork, and no one else.

Good tactical advice, Bob Dole's Cock.

By the way...the Ghost of George S. Patton has just been named Supreme Commander of the Blogtower Army, and has just delivered his speech to the troops.

I'll see about getting you a promotion as well, BDC.

Just curious, Ace. Is English your second language?

Excellent, Jack M. Being the sensitive, fighting-warrior cock that I am, I wrote a little piece of doggerel verse just for the occastion. You might want to keep it handy when Patton gathers his armies and starts drilling them (armed with me, of course). He might not have learned from his past behavior:

The lawyer and Patton entered the tent,
Where the brave, befallen had been recently sent.
Nurses and doctors gave comfort and care,
While the sounds of battle darkened the air.

Patton looked around, and scrutinized the scene,
Of the severed limbs, that’d been impeccably cleaned.
Patton cast a keen, eye through the space,
And spotted a warrior, with fear on his face.

Patton sauntered over to the fear-filled brave,
And knew just what to say to this soldier, to save.
The quality in all men of valor, he lacked,
So Patton grabbed the coward and put some spine in his back.

“Get up, SOB, and get back to the fight,
Or I’ll rain on you with all my might.”
The face of Patton’s lawyer looked grey as a ghost,
As he quietly uttered, “your career is toast.”

¡No soy número, soy un hombre libre!

Spanish Prisoner:

You cannot become a free man until you embrace the power of Patton's ghost and the liberating spirit Bob Dole's Cock.

All this cock-talk and nobody thinks to mention Everybody's Hero Jeff Gannon?

Loose shit.

Sean M.

How right you are. Gannon, being the world's greatest force of Evil here on earth, the one man that could infiltrate the White House press corps, and the only one in the room that asked biaseds questions, is a true warrior.

I would humbly ask Jack M. to promote Gannon to Brigadier General, with Bob Dole's Cock and Dusty's hot throbbing meat stick reporting directly to Brig General Gannon, Special Black Ops. We need mighty warriors like Gannon to take on the herring chomping adversaries.

Man, BDWC, slow down!

If I go thru with all these promotions I'll have more flag officers in my army than grunts!

Besides, I figure that with the ghost of Patton leading the charge, I only need a boy scout troup armed with slingshots and daisy bb guns to conquer those river fairy worshipping poofs in Iceland.

With any luck, the whole war will be over by the weekend.

On the other hand, I have it on good authority that nobody hates Iceland with a purer white-hot passion that JEFF GANNON'S 8" CUT GAY PORN COCK OF LIES!!!

Loose Shit Watch: "hoi" means "the" in Greek. So "the hoi polloi" is redundant.