
To Tabitha! (Yes, that’s a Malibu and pineapple next to my beer.)

To Tabitha! (Yes, that’s a Malibu and pineapple next to my beer.)

:-(
The worst kind of scam is one where you think you’re doing good when you donate, but your money instead goes to line the perp’s pockets.
After Tabitha’s death, I decided it’d be bad form to wish cancer on anyone…but these scumbags are such a tempting target. Maybe I’ll just wish for them to die in a fire instead:
4 Cancer Charities Are Accused of Fraud
There were subscriptions to dating websites, meals at Hooters and purchases at Victoria’s Secret — not to mention jet ski joy rides and couples’ cruises to the Caribbean.
All of it was paid for with the nearly $200 million donated to cancer charities, and was enjoyed by the healthy friends and family members of those running the groups, in what government officials said Tuesday was one of the largest charity fraud cases ever.
At the center of the operation was James T. Reynolds Sr., who opened the Cancer Fund of America in 1987. Over the decades, according to a complaint filed by the Federal Trade Commission and regulators from 50 states and the District of Columbia, he expanded the enterprise to four separate groups and was joined by his son, friends and members of his Mormon Church congregation in Knoxville, Tenn.
In its complaint, the F.T.C. called all four of the cancer groups “sham charities,” charging the organizations with deceiving donors and misusing millions of dollars in donations, including putting money toward personal expenses like carwashes and college tuition, from 2008 to 2012.
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The other charities connected to Mr. Reynolds and named in the suit were Cancer Support Services, Children’s Cancer Fund of America and the Breast Cancer Society.

Today would’ve been your 36th birthday. Shown here, better times: from our first road trip, on which I met Toni and Kirk (and Sadie!), Marion, Vanessa, and a bunch more people than I can list here. As it happened, this was just days before you turned 30.


If Harry the Pederast* didn’t have double standards, he’d have no standards at all.

Bernouts are crashing Trump events, and it’s being coordinated by the Sanders campaign. Proof: https://archive.is/6TOkL
Is this the low level at which they wish to operate?
Bernie Sanders for President | Event | Protest Donald Trump Rally in …
Donald Trump is hosting a rally Sunday evening at Sunset Cove Amphitheater in Boca Raton. It's sure to be covered by national news. Let's show Boca and the rest of our country how Florida feels just 2 days before the important primary. Lets PEACEFULLY rally at the entrance to event tomorrow. Let's b…
The kids are alright…it’s their teachers and school administrators that are off the rails:
High School Censors Swastikas, Missing Entire Point of Satirical Anti-Nazi Play, The Producers
Administrators have ordered the removal of swastikas from a high school production of The Producers, the famous Mel Brooks film that makes fun of Nazism.
The New York school district that oversees Tappan Zee High School considers the inclusion of a swastika to be offensive and, possibly, a hate crime—regardless of the context.
“There is no context in a public high school where a swastika is appropriate,” South Orangetown Superintendent Bob Pritchard told the local CBS station.
O RLY? How does this mental midget propose history classes deal with World War II, given that Nazi Germany was the primary aggressor?
People who can, do. People who can’t, teach. People who can’t teach, put their feet in their mouths.
“It’s satire, not supposed to be taken seriously,” said Tyler Lowe, a student performer. CBS notes that Lowe is himself Jewish.
It’s not surprising that the teens understand the play better than the district does. The plot concerns a pair of producers who put together a deliberately bad, patently offensive pro-Hitler play in order to profit from its commercial failure. They are thwarted when the play is a hit—the audience assumes it’s satire.
A possible light at the end of the tunnel of the current PC insanity?
This is what you get when you dip a reuben sandwich in PBR beer batter and fry it up:
I was super drunk out in Vegas at the time and responded by saying something along the lines of “What if I took an entire Reuben sandwich, dipped it in Pabst beer batter and deep fried it? It could be called the Pabst Blue Reuben!”
They were into it an apparently the people over at Pabst were as well so they have me the go ahead and here it is — The Pabst Blue Reuben!
just based on the name alone, the Pabst Blue Reuben is pretty awesome, but taste-wise it was even better! I’ve yet to find a single food that beer batter and a quick dip in some 375° oil can’t improve upon.