The Seattle chapter of Drinking Liberally meets tonight (and every Tuesday), 8PM onward at the Montlake Ale House, 2307 24th Avenue E. I won’t be there, but come on by and watch the convention coverage on the big screen; I’ll be sitting underneath the Washington sign on the convention floor.
Not in Seattle? Liberals will also be drinking tonight in the Tri-Cities. A full listing of Washington’s thirteen Drinking Liberally chapters is available here.
SeattleJew spews:
Drink a big one for us!
(ALSO .. please bring the loot as exhibit #1)
Jane Balough's Dog spews:
By the way does anyone want to donate to help starving half brothers of democrat POTUS nominees? It’s just $1 a month to adopt a half brother. Donate now before your taxes go up.
Roger Rabbit spews:
@2 What would you know about paying taxes? Republicans don’t pay taxes. Only the little people pay taxes.
Roger Rabbit spews:
“WASHINGTON) — Two-thirds of U.S. corporations paid no federal income taxes between 1998 and 2005, according to a new report from Congress.”
— Time Magazine, August 12, 2008
(Quoted under fair use.)
Roger Rabbit spews:
The truly amazing thing is that hillbillies like Jane Blah and her pet dog, Dufus, actually believe if they vote for Republicans, the Republicans will throw some largesse their way. They don’t realize that rich Republicans get that way by taking, not by giving.
Jane Balough's Dog spews:
The truly amazing thing is that hillbillies like Jane Blah and her pet dog, Dufus, actually believe if they vote for Republicans, the Republicans will throw some largesse their way. They don’t realize that rich Republicans get that way by taking, not by giving.
Said like a good little commie lib. Ask what the guvmint can do for you. Actually we just want guvmint to roll over and die, except for the military of course. roof roof.
Roger Rabbit spews:
@6 Of course a fucking anarchist dog like you wants “guvmint” to “roll over and die.” That means no dogcatchers, and no dog pounds! That’s good news for unwanted, useless, unadoptable mutts like you! Well, I have news for you, dog … you scumbags are not gonna win, and we’re gonna give you all the government you can stand, and the last thing you’re ever gonna see is the veterinarian smiling at you as he snaps on the rubber gloves and taps the syringe.