…I mean, really, what’s the point of being snarky, in a world that has Iowahawk in it?
Yeah, yeah, go read the whole blipping thing. I’ll be in the corner, whimpering like a whipped dog.
…I mean, really, what’s the point of being snarky, in a world that has Iowahawk in it?
Yeah, yeah, go read the whole blipping thing. I’ll be in the corner, whimpering like a whipped dog.
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I think someone is putting you on, Moe.
Yes, Moe. Yes, Iowahawk has pwned you. But that’s OK. Pwning people is What Iowahawk Does. Shhh…it’s OK. Think how bad you’d feel if it was Oliver Willis.
Shhhhhhh…….
If it had been Oliver Willis I’d be busy trying to get away from the coast before Cthulhu rose up from his tomb to consume us all.
I have to say that Iowahawk’s piece was amusing…in a smashing-Ezra-Klien’s-so-called-intellectual-kneecaps-with-a-sledgehammer kind of way. The proverbial blunt instrument of snark, as it were.
Your snark is a much more precision implement, cutting cleanly to the heart of the matter, flaying tissue in slices suitable for slide mounting and microscopic examination.
My $.02, fwiw 🙂
Brilliant.
Also, consider the fact that if Cthulhu did not consume you, Oliver Willis would. You’re hosed either way.
Happy New Year!