A Congestion Fee is yet another tax scheme devised by limp-wristed liberals to crush the working poor. The liberals charge a Congestion Fee to drive a car on a designated roadway during certain hours. The liberals say that charging this fee will get people to stop driving and take public transportation. Of course, rich people and dual-income Yuppies don't mind paying the fee, because they have money coming out their arse. But the working poor and single-income families will be crushed by the fees.
Many large cities are considering charging a Congestion Fee to drive on busy streets during rush hours. The limp-wristed liberal mush wimps want to charge these fees to force the working poor to take public transportation. And of course, public transportation in many cities is filled with hip hop idiots playing their ghetto blasters and threatening honest citizens with bodily harm.
Congestion Fees are just like another liberal desire: 5-dollar-a-gallon gasoline. Rich fat cats and dual-income Yuppies don't mind it, but it smashes the working poor.
Congestion Fees are just like another liberal desire: 5-dollar-a-gallon gasoline. Rich fat cats and dual-income Yuppies don't mind it, but it smashes the working poor.
by Cap'n Bullmoose September 19, 2007
The .45-70 is a very old, very large rifle cartridge. The fine lever action Marlin model 1895 is chambered for the .45-70. The typical factory load has a 400 grain flat tipped or hollow point bullet. This is a fine cartridge for white-tail and mule deer, elk, moose, bison, and bears of all kinds.
The .45-70 is also a wonderful cartridge for use in the city. The large, heavy bullet makes effective kills on Bloods, Crips, Pachucos, and other slime-ball vermin. With the standard open sights on a Marlin 1895, you can easily grease a greaser at 300 feet -- far out of range of the kinds of guns criminals carry.
You do not have to worry about Crips or Pachukes getting their greasy hands on a .45-70 rifle to shoot back. First, pantywaist liberals in big cities do not own .45-70 rifles, so punks can't steal them. Second, inner city hoodlum slimes all fire guns by holding them on their side at arm's length. If a Pachuco tries that with a .45-70, he will bust all his teeth and his greasy nose too.
Belt Mountain Enterprises makes a "punch bullet" in .45-70. A punch bullet will go through a moose, a bear, or a bison from end to end. It will just as easily go through 11 or 12 Bloods. After it comes out of the last criminal, it will splat against a building, destroying all identifying rifle marks. With a good .45-70 carbine and punch bullets, you can begin cleaning up the neighborhood this afternoon. But be aware that pantywaist liberals hate punch bullets almost as much as they hate guns.
The .45-70 is also a wonderful cartridge for use in the city. The large, heavy bullet makes effective kills on Bloods, Crips, Pachucos, and other slime-ball vermin. With the standard open sights on a Marlin 1895, you can easily grease a greaser at 300 feet -- far out of range of the kinds of guns criminals carry.
You do not have to worry about Crips or Pachukes getting their greasy hands on a .45-70 rifle to shoot back. First, pantywaist liberals in big cities do not own .45-70 rifles, so punks can't steal them. Second, inner city hoodlum slimes all fire guns by holding them on their side at arm's length. If a Pachuco tries that with a .45-70, he will bust all his teeth and his greasy nose too.
Belt Mountain Enterprises makes a "punch bullet" in .45-70. A punch bullet will go through a moose, a bear, or a bison from end to end. It will just as easily go through 11 or 12 Bloods. After it comes out of the last criminal, it will splat against a building, destroying all identifying rifle marks. With a good .45-70 carbine and punch bullets, you can begin cleaning up the neighborhood this afternoon. But be aware that pantywaist liberals hate punch bullets almost as much as they hate guns.
Position yourself correctly in the street, and you can get 8 or 9 low riders with one .45-70 punch bullet.
While Greasy Ramon was taking a dump in front of the bank, he got shot in the ass with a .45-70.
While Greasy Ramon was taking a dump in front of the bank, he got shot in the ass with a .45-70.
by Cap'n Bullmoose October 15, 2007
An ass gasket. A paper toilet seat cover commonly found in public restrooms.
This expression has been common since at least the 1950s, and cold be older.
This expression has been common since at least the 1950s, and cold be older.
by Cap'n Bullmoose April 23, 2005
Groupthink is a flaccid substitute for actual thought, as practiced by all good liberals. A groupthought originates deep in the arse of a liberal “leader.” The liberal leader pulls the groupthought out of her arse and dispenses it to the hordes of waiting liberals. The liberals gratefully accept the groupthought from the liberal “leader,” then they kiss her obsequiously on the arse, then they all mouth their little groupthink platitude as if it were actually true. It is far easier to use groupthink and let sissy-pants liberal “leaders” do your thinking for you.
The Irish Jig O’Bama, a self-proclaimed liberal “leader,” farted a little groupthought. He squatted and strained, and this one pooted out of his arse: “We can’t drill our way out of this one.” By the next day, every limp-wristed liberal in the country was blathering the same words as if they were really true. NOT ONE liberal ever sat and thought about the truth of that groupthought. They just kissed the arse of the Irish Jig and chanted his dumb ass slogan.
Irina Dunn pulled a little groupthought out of her arse: “a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle.” And the next day, millions of womyn prattled the same stupid groupthought without considering its veracity. Millions of wives kissed Irina’s arse and belittled their loving husbands with that stupid ass slogan.
Some pansy ass liberal “leader” said that if you keep a gun in your house, you are far more likely to shoot one of your loved ones in anger with it, than you are to ever shoot a greasy, sneering, home-invading Pachuco boy. And next day, millions of liberals hit the streets babbling the same damn thing. NOT ONE liberal ever sat and thought about the stupidity of saying that. Not one liberal ever thought, “we are a loving, caring, family. We seldom argue, and wouldn’t think of using a gun to settle a beef. My family just doesn’t fit the statistics.” No, it’s easier for a liberal to use groupthink.
So sure enough, another sissy pants liberal “leader” says, “oh, but having a gun in the house makes it easier to kill your loved ones.” Well, duh. Guess that’s obvious, eh?. Driving a car makes it easier to crash into a brick wall. Taking a cruise makes it easier to drown. Living outside of a cave makes it easier to get hit by a meteor. Having a child makes it easier for your child to die before you. Are you going to sit paralyzed with fear because all those statements are true? NOT ONE effeminate liberal thought that through. Instead, legions of pantywaist liberals go around blathering the same insipid groupthought.
Some simpering poofter flounced into the room and said, “People don’t decide to become butt fucking faggots. They are born butt fucking faggots.” And millions of liberal twits accept that as truth. They yammer out the same idiocy as the poofters do. They never think for themselves. Come on, liberals, think! Are babies born eating butt? Are they born lisping and swishing? Are they born fisting each other and burgling turds? Think, liberals! Poofters become poofters by eating butt. They become poofters by fisting each other and corn holing the dog. Think, liberals! Don’t let a bunch of sodomites do your thinking for you.
Quit acting like a liberal! Don’t use Groupthink! Think for yourself!
Irina Dunn pulled a little groupthought out of her arse: “a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle.” And the next day, millions of womyn prattled the same stupid groupthought without considering its veracity. Millions of wives kissed Irina’s arse and belittled their loving husbands with that stupid ass slogan.
Some pansy ass liberal “leader” said that if you keep a gun in your house, you are far more likely to shoot one of your loved ones in anger with it, than you are to ever shoot a greasy, sneering, home-invading Pachuco boy. And next day, millions of liberals hit the streets babbling the same damn thing. NOT ONE liberal ever sat and thought about the stupidity of saying that. Not one liberal ever thought, “we are a loving, caring, family. We seldom argue, and wouldn’t think of using a gun to settle a beef. My family just doesn’t fit the statistics.” No, it’s easier for a liberal to use groupthink.
So sure enough, another sissy pants liberal “leader” says, “oh, but having a gun in the house makes it easier to kill your loved ones.” Well, duh. Guess that’s obvious, eh?. Driving a car makes it easier to crash into a brick wall. Taking a cruise makes it easier to drown. Living outside of a cave makes it easier to get hit by a meteor. Having a child makes it easier for your child to die before you. Are you going to sit paralyzed with fear because all those statements are true? NOT ONE effeminate liberal thought that through. Instead, legions of pantywaist liberals go around blathering the same insipid groupthought.
Some simpering poofter flounced into the room and said, “People don’t decide to become butt fucking faggots. They are born butt fucking faggots.” And millions of liberal twits accept that as truth. They yammer out the same idiocy as the poofters do. They never think for themselves. Come on, liberals, think! Are babies born eating butt? Are they born lisping and swishing? Are they born fisting each other and burgling turds? Think, liberals! Poofters become poofters by eating butt. They become poofters by fisting each other and corn holing the dog. Think, liberals! Don’t let a bunch of sodomites do your thinking for you.
Quit acting like a liberal! Don’t use Groupthink! Think for yourself!
by Cap'n Bullmoose July 24, 2008
A game, played by butt eating faggots, where a group of poofters all flong their dongs at the same time. First one finished is the winner.
Talbert, Winthrop, Swinburne, and Bruce had a splooie contest in the park, right next to the duck pond. Winthrop won.
by Cap'n Bullmoose November 01, 2007
by Cap'n Bullmoose April 21, 2005
A sea-borne dive bomber of World War II, the Douglas SBD Dauntless. The SBD was the Navy's main dive bomber in the first two years of the war. SBDs sank all four Japanese at the Battle of Midway in 1942. Pilots often called their plains "Slow but Deadly."
A silent but deadly fart. A foul-smelling tile peeler eased into play without a peep. This is the favorite fart of the prim and proper lady, and is useful at lady's clubs, in elevators, in streetcars, and in church.
A silent but deadly fart. A foul-smelling tile peeler eased into play without a peep. This is the favorite fart of the prim and proper lady, and is useful at lady's clubs, in elevators, in streetcars, and in church.
Swede Vejtasa was an SBD Dauntless pilot in World War II. He shot down seven planes in one day in 1942.
Melissa let an SBD right next to the punch bowl at the church bazaar.
Melissa let an SBD right next to the punch bowl at the church bazaar.
by Cap'n Bullmoose September 24, 2007