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A Columbus police officer works special duty at the Neil Avenue Giant Eagle Wednesday night. You can bet he's on the lookout for Muslims and drunks who want to staggar around the grocery store without a shopping agenda. (HT: Matty Junior)


3 Three road wins. That's pretty bad. Blowing a 5-0 lead in a 6-5 home loss against the Red Sox Wednesday night sucks, too. Strikeouts? Errors? We got that. Tribe '09!

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Three road wins. That's pretty bad. Blowing a 5-0 lead in a 6-5 home loss against the Red Sox Wednesday night sucks, too.

Strikeouts? Errors? We got that. Tribe '09!

Mexicans show us how dirty they are

Thursday, April 30, 2009 7:31 PM

Columbus has two possible cases of that flu bullshit, which the government and pork industry want you to call H1N1. The media prefers swine flu, while the Jews prefer Mexico Flu because Jews and their A-rab playmates think the pig is a filthy animal. We prefer Dirty Mexican Flu because Mexico is a dirty country and Mexicans are usually dirty and tolerated only because they push urbanites out of low and mid-priced, outer-ring apartment complexes with their low riders and music and butterfly knives.

Dr. Teresa Long of the Columbus Public Health Commission met with the media to discuss the possible cases and asked the public for help in slowing the virus so health officials could get back to inspecting massage parlors and dirty Chinese restaurants.

It is no surprise that something like this originated in Mexico. What would you expect from a land where people shit on the sidewalk and fight roosters, all while feasting on donkey meat washed down with tequila that tastes like gasoline. Of course the outhouse of North America has some disease going on.

The Columbus Blue Jackets are showing a surprising lack of class as the team addresses the future of its television and radio broadcast teams. The organization is viewed favorably by fans and observers, so it's a bit strange when the team leaves TV broadcasters Jeff Rimer and Danny Gare, as well as radio pair Bill Davidge and George Matthews, hanging around with their contracts set to expire in two months.

Drunken nut jobs everywhere were suspicious after a playoff-clinching victory in Chicago when Columbus announcers failed to mention late owner John H. McConnell or some of the bumps and bruises endured along the way to the first postseason birth in franchise history. Limited discussion of Adam "Tummysticks" Foote and his weasel-like departure in 2008 has also angered those who think management should stay out of the fucking broadcast booth.

Sandpaper Handjob suggests that the Blue Jackets give all four announcers two-year deals before they piss some people off. If the team wants new talent in the booth, they should go about it without acting like cocksuckers.

We didn't have a good time when we were called in for Jury Duty. We had to eat out of vending machines and listen to stupid people try to tell us about the law and how we were racist. The case was boring as hell, and we might have been in there forever if the men hadn't told the women to shut the fuck up so we could send this asshole to Jackson Pike for six months and get on with our lives.

A Montana man has the right idea. He told The Man he'd rather look at his dog's balls then report to the court. Good for him.

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