Oh well.

It seems that the Teabaggers got a little more organized this year, outside of recruiting pro-rapey candidates, and they up and formed themselves a Concerned White Citizens Council-y thing charged with sittin’ around on their hoverounds at the polling places and making sure that the browns and the blahs don’t get uppity and try and white-man vote. This new group is called True The Vote.

Tucker Carlson wishes he had found this video first…

While most of America had a fairly normal early June weekend (going to graduations, seeing movies, barbequing, having gay sex) wingnut America was hiding out in their couch forts wearing tinfoil hats and waiting for Brett Kimberlin to break into their house and steal their collectors edition copies of Braveheart.

Most politicians in South Carolina have a history of getting sexy (or dreaming of getting sexy) with one person or another, but it took current Governor Nikki Haley operating on a whole other level to screw both the Federal government and the citizens of her own state with hair-tossing, hip-thrusting wanton abandon.

Many conservative bloggers went to sleep last night all butthurty and sad because Mitt Romney’s minions (Mittiots by proxy) would not take their phone calls during the Official “Newt Gingrich’s mama is soooo fat…” conference call.

The right wing is struggling to define what it thinks about the fact that Newt Gringich — Newt Gingrich? — is now the favorite to win the GOP nomination. It seems he’s the only non-socialist/liberal/anarchist they had left.

Nostalgia act Snowbilly Sarah and The Grifters will be teaming up with The Man Too Crazy For Fox for a Very Special One Time Performance That You Can Tell You Grandchildren About Right Before They Place A Pillow Gently But Firmly Over Your Face. Called Defending The Republic, and sponsored by St. Louis radio station NewsTalk 97.1 as well as Hansen’s Tree Service (I shit you not), this is an event you won’t want to miss if only for the chance at a $77 commemorative t-shirt:

Joe Walsh (R-Deadbeat Baby Daddy) has been very very busy these days complaining about all the bills that the muslim president has been running up on malt liquor and Derrick Rose jerseys. So busy, in fact, that he keeps forgetting about his own kids (whom he fondly refers to as ‘whatsername’, ‘whathisname’, and ‘the fat one’). First it was not sending money to his ex-wife (whom he fondly refers to as ‘that ball-crushing whore’) so that his kids can live slightly above the poverty line, and now it appears it has plumb slipped his mind to write down how much he owes so he won’t be forgetting anymore