Holy crap, it's Friday!

Damn, sure doesn't feel like one. I have a holiday today in addition to yestiddy. So I have no real fuck offs personally except for traffic, and even that wasn't too bad. So my fuck offs today are on a more newsy, global level.

Fuck off, you filthy, murdering fucks. And fuck off to appeasers like Deepak Chopra. (And this despite the fact that I used to have a business card from a private gun dealer also named Deepak Chopra; I wish I still had that card.)

Fuck off, gangbangers (an assumption that those involved were gangbangers, but a pretty good assumption based on early reports).

Also, Fuck Off to Wayne Pacelle. Do what your organization was originally formed to do, not what PETArds want to do today.

And finally, Fuck off, you stupid fucks. No goddam sale is worth trampling people, this ain't fucking festival seating. Fuck off and die, idiots.

Dear Useful Idiots - Fuck Off

People who cling to political ideals over fucking humanity can fuck the fuck off. This week, I'm specifically talking to the ones who dismissed 918 dead human fucking beings in Jonestown thirty years ago because they had supposedly built a utopian socialicist farming collective. Never mind the beatings, intimidation, captivity, rape and, ultimately, mass murder. They were growing their own vegetables which was like groovy, man. That Jim Jones cat wasn't all that bad until the end. That's fucking bullshit. BULLSHIT. And it's easy enough to read primary fucking sources that will tell you so first hand. If you can't be bothered to read at least that much, then do the world a favor and shut the fuck up when you don't have a clue.

The apologists are getting a little bit more than wearisome. They're becoming downright infuriating.

And I'm glad to read that all of our past efforts telling cancer to fuck off have panned out. Hooray to Ricki's family. Fuck off, cancer. We're coming for your ass.

The Wednesday "FUCK YEAH!" Thread

Our blog friend Maggie May showed up in the comments last Friday complaining about some douche posing as a lawyer (I know, putting "douche" and "lawyer" in the same sentence is kind of redundant) who's harassing her parents in an indisputably undeserved fashion. Another of our blog friends, the smart and kindly Joel, offered to be of any assistance he could to track down said douchelawyer and maybe help get the guy off their backs. It looks like Joel came through in a big way. So this, our inaugural Wednesday "FUCK YEAH!" Thread, is dedicated to Joel and his efforts to help out a few strangers in need because he's just that kind of guy. Here's hoping his work settles the matter and these people can get on with their lives.

You rock, Joel. Seriously. "FUCK YEAH!"

Zen FFOT

Ugh. Staring at this screen wondering who or what to tell to fuck off can fuck off. I guess nothing's got me pissed today. It's all yours.

Well fuck off to me

Can't keep my damned blogs straight.

Yes, there used to be a different post here, if anyone noticed.

I Never Thought I'd Type These Words

But with the way I feel this morning, whiskey can fuck off. And I can fuck off for being so amused by it last night that I feel like death this morning.

I hope you guys have something better.