FYI, Tagg is bringing his charm, wit, and cowardly non-fightin’ self over to the WaPo chats tomorrow morning.

Today, at Sadly No!, I learned that the Muslims are allies to us liberals, even though they (like many Christians) are against everything we stand for.

Apparently, the mighty crescent rules us all.

And here I thought it was Beckham that ruled us.

Wow…. bin Beckham is profoundly unconscious, but the malevolence: he just brings it. The Bassett Caliphate is just over the horizon.

All he needs is a red collar and our entire nation will crumble! Apparently our Islamobasset overlords dropped the ball…

Only you can stop conspiracy theories.

(Beckham –> Smokey the Bear –> Parks Dept.)

In some distant parking garage, Hal Lindsey’s face is visible by the glow of a cigarette, and he’s holding a box of croissants and a map of
San Diego.

Has someone alerted Alec to the roll, er, role that Pillsbury plays in the Islamofascist World Conspiracy? I mean, have you noticed that Pissbury rack jobbers always arrange the Crescent roll containers face Mecca?

Gotta say, I prefer floppy ears to floppy aces any day of the week.

I meant Hal Holbrook– though I like thinking of a Barney Miller version of All the President’s Men.

Holy Batcrap! After following Google to the ends of the earth, I suddenly realized that all the architectural domes in the world (from the Temple Mount to the US Capital Building) have been communicating with one another. At long last, it becomes clear that the weird Masonic symbol on the dollar bill is indeed a warning! I’m not sure what the warning is, but I think it has something to do with with a leveraged buyout of all religion by WalMart. Sad to say, but Christmas and Error Theory will probably be the first casualties.
We’ll know for sure when Homeland Security raises the threat level from duct tape & plastic to Reynold’s Wrap [TM]

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(Whoops, I forgot the period after “… Reynold’s Wrap [TM]” in my prior comment. And I don’t want anyone to misconstrue that I am somehow part of Mr. Bogg’s Islamo-bassetist conspiracy.)

Synd, I think you might have been right the first time. Hal Lindsey is the author of The Late Great Planet Earth and other masterpieces. He is an evangelico-apocalyptic nut who has been telling the world since 1973 that the Book of Revelation predicts the End of Days in the next five minutes or so. Who better to herald to coming of the Day of Doom than one of the Four Bassets of the Apocalypse? (The others are Satchmo, Cleo from the ancient People’s Choice TV show, and Farfel, the Nestle’s Chocolate puppet.)

By the way, the Barney Miller guy was Hal Linden. Unless you were thinking of the fellow who played Goober on Andy Griffith. We still knew who you meant, though. It was the glowing cigarette thing.

further proof: Beckham is also (for once) hiding his Basset Peeper as a sign of his modesty

Thanks, VonZeppelin– the crazy thing is I read The Late Great Planet Earth a couple of years ago. By the way, an AMAZING book if any of you haven’t read it. Anyhoo, I’ll now laugh when I think of Hal Linden, Holbrook, Lindsey, and George Lindsay (Goober).