All That Jazz

Posted: September 6, 2011 in Uncategorized

Everybody who hasn’t, check out the Google header today.


  1. Big Bad Bald Bastard says:

    It’s that homersexual agenduh being rammed down the world’s throat!

  2. vacuumslayer says:


    I’ll explain later.

  3. mikey says:


    Unmatched talent.

    Role model.


    Whatever “agenda” includes Freddie, sign me up right NOW!

  4. vacuumslayer says:

    I mean…I won’t explain poop. We’re all adults here–we know about poop. Oh NEVERMIND.

    Plus, I hate you for making me laugh.

  5. Whale Chowder says:

    All of Queen was a buncha really talented artists. Freddie was a fuckin’ SHOWMAN.

    Such a shame to lose him.

  6. Kathleen says:

    that is super awesome. thanks for the heads up. with the toolbar I never go to the main page.

  7. M. Bouffant says:

    Don’t get me started. I despised Queen even before I knew they were part of the “agenda.”

    Not rock & roll, the illusion of rock & roll. A Broadway version of it.

    I’ll stop now.

  8. Whale Chowder says:

    A Broadway version

    I wouldn’t even disagree with that characterization. But it’s all entertainment, isn’t it? Does rock have to pass some purity test? Is Black Sabbath more “real” than Queen? How about the Rolling Stones?

    I get what you’re saying and totally dis some acts *cough*Barry Manilow*cough* for being an embarrassment to show biz. I just thought Queen were master showmen and they made great music. I guess if they’re not rock-n-roll enough for ya that’s your business but I can’t help but wonder if you’re narrowing your options for entertainment more than you need to.

    Go ahead, gimme both barrels. I know I’m provoking you.

  9. I head there was poop-flinging in here.

  10. Whale Chowder says:

    I head there was poop-flinging in here.

    If someone flings POOP at your head, duck.

  11. Kathleen says:

    is this where the poopy went?

  12. herr doktor bimler says:

    If someone flings ducks at your head…

  13. So I visit the Google and NOTHING.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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