While it's been hard dealing with the fact that Pete and Sebly are indolent pooptards, one regains hope when observing that TBOGG and Roy of alicublog adhere to a traditional work ethic.
They've been taking turns the last few weeks snarking the living crap out of James "Don't Call Me Bob Balaban" Lileks.
Replay: left hook, a kick to the groin, bitch slap, karate kick, right cross, coup de grace.
Though all these made me smile and/or laugh, none can match the boffo hilarity found in this, entirely different, entry on Lileks: the straight man is always more funny than those who are clued into the joke.
Good Stuff.
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I slip into reverie... borrowing from Lileks's own dorktastic sci-fi idiom, I entertain a vision of becoming, ever briefly, the blogosphere alliance's Admiral Ackbar, ordering my favourite bloggers to target this or that particular enemy: "concentrate all firepower on that Super Star Destroyer". The U.S.S. Clueless, of course, has already been blown into so much space rubble, now floating harmlessly away from the Death Star. I wonder if the swarm and flurry strategy would work on others in the same way. What have we got to lose? No, "civility" is not a viable answer.
posted by RETARDO MONTALBAN @ 4:22 AM
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