while cheering on the collapse of capitalism today, i stumbled upon this of clip of the stern show’s own sal the stockbroker and richard christy on cnn; a performative homosexual act on live bourgeois television seemed to suit the spirit of the times. this is also a keen variation on the ole live microphone baba booey shout out. if only sarah palin would just show us those huge funbags already, shit.
stick with this one until they send the feed back to the studio.
on an even lighter note, how’d you like to date this broad? somewhere the stock markets are collapsing and somewhere trees are dying and somewhere else a hippie has lost her fucking mind. wow. the last two seconds hold the truth:
thank god for satire. these two kids are alright and seem to understand the inherent contradictions and hypocrisies we are all incredibly guilty of … the next sal and richard, prehaps:
” i mean is anybody reading my bumper sitckers? i’ve got like, 40 of them, they all say the pretty much same thing … stop this madness!”
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I totally cried while I sharpened my pencil today. poor pencil.
and then i felt glad i’ve got exactly 0% invested in the market.
did you know I’m grateful for the wood in George washingtons teeth because it gave us bonaroo?
my favorite parts: 1. walking though the grass going ‘i’m sorry! i’m sorry! oh, there’s a little dirt … i’m sorry!’ 2. peeling off in the acura. fucking hippies … well intentioned, but just fucking stupid.
i’m grateful for the paper from the rare counterfeit proof tree (latin name ‘fuckinus constantus’) that they print our worthless dollars on.
and that the only thing i’ve invested in this year is my devalued house and gas guzzling truck. (and enough beer to drown my sorrows in.)
and a ticket to big z’s no-no in milwaukee sun night.
go cubs-because the world is ending soon.
you saw the no-no! awesome … i’m so out of it. the giants are a AAA team and i live in a vacuum of no baseball. go tigers …
apparently, i should now be an angels fan.
you can’t go wrong with the halo’s this year, lt. it could be their year …
At first I was going to call you a big jerk for picking on hippie tree huggers…but omg I digress…
it’s hard not to pick on hippie tree huggers. i tried for years. then i realized that hippie tree huggers are here to be picked on. it’s just the natural order of the way things work. plus, they’ve got bonaroo, they’re fine …