Why I Like Ann Coulter
or How She Taught Me to Hate Liberals


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MS. RIGHT
She is quite possibly the most divisive figure in the public eye. But love her or hate her, you don't know the real Ann Coulter

Apr. 25, 2005
( Ann Coulter and I were well into a bottle of white Bordeaux... )

"just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterly."

a wife
maati kahen kumbhar ko tu kya ronde mohe
ik din aisa howega main rondungi tohe

I - my husband's handsmy husband, the potter, thinks he is young ( Read more... )

are you okay mom?
yeah.
no, really, are you really okay?
i just want to know, was it my fault? is it because i was too dominating and you had no father growing up?
no, mom, it wasn't your fault, there's no one to blame, because i'm happy, mom. i'm happy this way.
well, as long as you're happy.
and i really am.
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in the face of armament.

in my opinion, thinking is a disease; it is a curse, not a blessing. i mean, people might consider intelligence to be a virtue. they might hope that their children are intelligent so that one day they can have better lives, become astronauts or teachers. well god, i hope my kids are dumb as nails. because the one thing ( Read more... )

"If I ever opened a trampoline store, I don't think I'd call it Trampo-Land, because you might think it was a store for tramps, which is not the impression we are trying to convey with our store. On the other hand, we would not prohibit tramps from browsing, or testing the trampolines, unless a tramp's gyrations seemed to be getting out of control

Essays, by Michel de Montaigne

how can you explain loneliness to your best friend? he will never understand. the two, you and loneliness, will never connect in his brain; it is impossible. he will never see you lonely because the very presence of him, his tangibility, the very proximity of his voice is enough to eradicate any doubt. and it is ( Read more... )

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in my freshman year of college.

i really never understood gardeners. they spend their lives tending to their little gardens with the little green plants that fit in neat little rows. it is in the very nature of these plants to be at the brink of death, all the time, and yet gardeners tend to their little gardens, working to stay level - not good, ( Read more... )