The Disgruntled Car Salesman seems to have made a return from the Blogger grave.
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The Disgruntled Car Salesman seems to have made a return from the Blogger grave.
Thank you, Fred, for telling me that the Unreal One is blogging again. He even seems to have picked up a moonbat.
Just in case you missed it, DailyTakes has a slightly-new home. Brian finally got tired of Blogger crapping out at the most-inconvenient times, and has moved off the Blogger reservation. That should also help cure him of the lefty Anons that kept on infesting his old digs.
Zarqawi’s last seconds on Earth (courtesy DoD via Yahoo/AP).
James has the rules. Just make sure you bring a laptop because the parking lot of the DPW convention will almost certainly be full of state- and municipal-owned cars, and those who wait until getting back home to send in their cards will be at a distinct disadvantage.
For those of you who are smart enough to not get the dead-tree version of the Jentinel, they decided to take the moonbat approach to the deliverance of justice to Abu Musab Al-Zarqawi, the head of Al Qaeda in Iraq.
I have a question or two of my own:
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