Showing posts with label Star Trek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Star Trek. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Waste to Space


If you’ve been here to PTB more than once, you know I truly do love me some NASA. Heck-fire, growin’ up, I wanted to be an astronaut worse than life itself. Then I found out that there were no aliens who looked like Captain Kirk’s booty calls. That pretty much ended my spacefaring career. That and all the math and science stuff. YIKES! But it was still kind of a shock when Barry-O hacked a butt-load of money out of the USo’A, Inc.’s space budget. Go figure.


Here’s the crux of the biscuit…if we don’t have the millions of dollars to help American citizens out of their financial pain and medical suffering, why should a Christian nation spend that money goin’ into space? Funny thing is…the chucklenuts gnashing teeth and rending garments over this are the same ones who call Chocolate Elvis a socialist. By telling private corporations they need to step up and taking government money away from spaceflight, he’s doing the exact opposite of what a socialist would do. Bet you’ll never hear the teabaggers admit to that. True story.


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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Mourning Moon and Night

Here at PTB, we always wanted to be astronauts. That’s before we found out you needed to know all that science and math stuff. SHEESH! What does a brother have to do to get hooked up with an alien babe? ANYWAY…



The crux of today’s biscuit is simple…



With China pushing the envelope with their first spacewalk and India launching their first probe to the moon WTF are we doing with our money? Spending it bailing out bourgie motherhubbard banking & credit douchebags and blowing the rest on two unwinnable wars. JZeus-Friggin-Christo. So much for being number one. We haiku our displeasure:



Not since Apollo
Have we been in the space race.
Now we watch others.



Why are we still here?
Space is the final frontier.
Let’s get up and go!



Others launch there now
We waste our money on crap.
The future looks dim.



(8.-)

Friday, September 26, 2008

Let's Get It On



Well folks...here it comes. We've been waitin' for this bad boy for a long time. This is gonna be bigger than Hagler/Hearns. This is gonna be bigger than Yankees/Dodgers. Hell, this'll be bigger and better than Enterprise versus the Borg. So, sit back, relax and enjoy. We will.


(8.-)

Friday, July 6, 2007

Druggin' & Drivin'

This is what you get when Tipper Gore has sex.



AGIII gets collared by Ponch & John with a boatload of the kind and 'scrips without proper papers.


He was goin' warp 10 in his veggie-mobile...

sheesh...we didn't even know those corn-guzzlers could go that fast!


And what's the first thing AGIII did after getting popped? He blamed the ganja!

Listen up...drugs aren't bad...morons on drugs are.

(8.-)