May 23, 2003


After reading this, I just had to go buy a Treacher t-shirt from Honest Jim's House of Items:

Tim's alright, you know. I don't always get what he's talking about, with all the stuff about Aussie politicians and TV shows nobody in the civilized world has ever heard of, but he's good with the zingers. Seems like most of the people who really hate him have no discernible sense of humor, so I think it's less of a left/right thing than a stick/no-stick-up-the-ass thing.

And if I was a woman or a homo or just really really blitzed, I'd probly do 'im. Fortunately for him, I am none of those things at the time of this writing.

Jim's alright, too. I just never want to share a prison cell with him. Oh, here's the shirt. Buy one for that special person in your life and hear her exclaim: "What the hell?!"

Posted by Tim Blair at May 23, 2003 12:52 PM


Thanks, Tim, I appreciate the... whoa. Anyway, I can't afford the hormone treatments at this time and the sexual orientation deprogrammers did their work well, so you're safe as long as I never take another drink.

Posted by: Jim Treacher at May 24, 2003 at 01:06 AM

Is that why you've started hocking your wares on Café Press, Jim? Estrogen's at what, ten bucks per cc now?

I'd do Tim just to say thanks for all of his Margo Kingston posts.

Posted by: Jackie D at May 24, 2003 at 03:16 AM

How do you make a hormone?

Posted by: Hoodie Craw at May 24, 2003 at 03:50 AM

Ask your mom.

Posted by: Jackie D at May 24, 2003 at 04:02 AM

And I mean that in the nicest way possible. ("No offense, but your mother is a whore." -- Dom Irrera)

Posted by: Jackie D at May 24, 2003 at 04:17 AM

Nobody gets that joke, in Scotland.

Posted by: Hoodie Craw at May 24, 2003 at 05:57 AM

Well I'm a 'homo' and I still wouldn't do him! Cheers :-)

Posted by: Jake at May 27, 2003 at 11:50 PM