Just in case any threads at the mothership go off-topic, Canada's best dressed man and hat aficiando Spearhafoc brings the commentariat back to the topic at hand... hot, well-nourished redheads. Spearhafoc doesn't blog (or he'd be on my blogroll, which conforms to Canadian Content laws), but he does use Twitter, so if any of you tweeters want to send him a twat, or whatever you do, then by all means do so. Oh, and while you're at it, tell those goddamn little blue birds to GET OFFA MAH LAWN!!!
Anyway, as is typical, Spearhafoc brought a recent thread around to the proper topic, a smoking hot firetress with an endowment equal to that of a small northeastern university. Not being one to pass up the opportunity to take the mickey, I commented: I’m beginning to suspect that you were prematurely weaned! For the record, I take the problem of premature weaning very seriously, and annually participate in the Tits for Tots fundraiser to benefit the Prematurely Weaned.
Spear's reply to my "piss take" was I have a type. So sue me. I don't think I have any grounds on which to sue him, but I think he should be brought up on charges of crimes against huge mammaries.
Yeah, I know you're thinking, "What a pair of boobs!" On a serious note, the Susan G. Komen Foundation pulled grants for breast cancer screening from Planned Parenthood. Of course, Planned Parenthood tends to operate clinics in poor neighborhoods, and African American women are more likely than other women to die of breast cancer. The Komen Foundation's Senior Vice President for Public Policy is a teabagging failed politician... not the sort of person who'd give a tinker's damn about the mortality rate of poor black women.
I've donated to participants in the Komen Foundation's three-day walk, my mother (and the mothers of many of my friends) has successfully fought breast cancer. I support efforts to reduce the incidence and seriousness of breast cancer. What can I say? I love the b00bz. The Komen Foundation sure as hell isn't getting any more of my donations.