lol I am so NOT turned on by contact juggling. Unless the woman is contact juggling a certain body part of mine of course.

Eric: No worries, I’m just in a snit lately, for any number of reasons. Being a woman, I think that’s expected, hormones and stuff. I’ll always be a productive member of conservative society and have immunity against Dummycrapitis.

Oh, and Fiar: Would you father my offspring? PLEASE? And you should TOTALLY link to my site, even though I haven’t posted there in months.

Back to the topic of the post, why do I have such bad luck with women? Is it my opening Line? “What do you tell a woman who has two black eyes?”

As for Chris, you forgot to mention that he’s turned on by contact juggling.

I also agree that owning a blog sucks the life out of you.

WOW, Angie PPD will pass, as you know, then you will again be a functioning member of Conservative American society.
Dummycrappyism is a disease, but it’s not genetic, it can be cured, it’s not like midigitism, or prestidigitalationism. Cheer up, those little ‘angels’ will likely give you more laughs than anyone could imagine helping you perceive.

I agree, having your own blog sucks the life out of you.

Unfortunately, Les, most of my funny has been sucked out, too. It can probably be found in the same black hole as the tax dollars I’ve paid in to Social Security the past 20 years. I can muster up enough to poke fun at the mental midgets that come here and prove they have no concept of SATIRE and exhibit levels of intelligence on par with that of a common garden stone but not quite enough to, like, actually write a WHOLE BLOG POST. In short, I just suck. (Take that in whatever context you like.)

Writing der funny sounds a lot like work, and my cup runneth over of late. Teaching my herd of children to be right-wing extremists is a full-time job in and of itself, but mine has been a stellar performance. I deserve a promotion! A raise! Benefits!

I should write King Barry and ask for some of those spare millions raining down like Mardi Gras streamers, so I can sit on my dead ass and consume valuable oxygen that could be put to better use…. much like an O-bot. I didn’t help him, but he should still help me. After all, I have a uterus so I’m a minority, and I need gas in my car and stuff. Besides, I just don’t feel like working anymore.

I think I’m metamorphosing into a Dummycrap.
May God have mercy on my soul….

Eric – Don’t do it. Having your own blog will suck the life out of you. So much better not to have to clean-up and do all the dirty work. Here, that’s what Fiar is for. Let’s face it, he doesn’t write much anymore, so he might as well.

Besides, the standards at RL are so low that he not only let’s me post, I got permission to publish almost at will. Heaven knows I’ve posted some real garbage. But what do I care, I’m famous! At least that’s what I tell people who don’t read this blog.

So, hang around. Please.

Angie – If you don’t have time for your own blog, how about writing for this humble one once in a while? I hear one of our writers may be getting dumped pretty soon.

I have no blame for your not checking emails Fiar, I freely admit I sent a couple stinkers in the context of what Radioactive Liberty stands for, and being your site you are absolute in decisions, but my most recent submission I must say is quite worthy, I think. If I figure out how to start-up my own blog-thingy, let the world beware. How much better is it that everyone think you are an idiot, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.

It’s not so much that Eric makes submissions that aren’t suitable for consumprion as it is that I have a habit of NOT checking my email. I’m very persuasive at talking myself out of checking email.

The process goes something like this:

I should probably check my email. *Sigh* If I do that then there’s going to be all these stupid messages (In aggravating whiny voice) “Fiar, can you link to my post. Fiar, here’s a post I wrote for you. Fiar, will you father my offspring. Fiar, I worship you like a God. Fiar, there’s a post in the queue that may have crossed the line.”

Then there’s alway crap like, “You’re site is awesome! You should link to my site. The URL is blahblahblahblahstupidstupidstupidstupidcrap.com”

Then of course there’s the obligatory, “I think you’ll love this video on youtube. (With a broken URL)

Plus you have the deceptive messages. “You write great site! Makes me smile. You have insightful post. Great day! Cheap Vi4gra.”

Here I am feeling good about improving my dear new English as a Second Language friend, and it’s really just a cheap spammer.

Then there’s the fact that if I check my email, I will have to feel bad about not replying to people, and I hate feeling bad about not replying to people.

Next, I multiply all that times however many days it’s been since I checked my email, and I decide to put it off until tomorrow.

So that’s my process for not checking email.

I should probably check my email…

Eric: How do you know it’s not suitable for consumption unless you let someone else read it? Those pieces may be the most humorous ones written! You could at least let us see for ourselves, huh?

I think I give up writing. I just don’t have time for it anymore. Too bad, too, since it was a great outlet for some steam.

Eric- Good points. Still, let’s see what you have to say about tomorrow’s post being suitable for consumption. We’ll see if this one meets his standards of protocol.