<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:34:52.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>steerpikepie</title><subtitle type='html'>http://steerpikepie.suddenlaunch3.com &lt;br&gt;

If you have the balls (women invited of course, balls being metaphorical)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-7527904499653639892</id><published>2008-04-10T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:20:54.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to a Shiite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OH LITTLE IMAM&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU HIDING?&lt;br /&gt;OH LITTLE IMAM&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU HIDING?&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO CHOP YOUR HEAD RIGHT OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A SUNNI&lt;br /&gt;I SING PRAISE TO ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;I AM A SUNNI&lt;br /&gt;I SING PRAISE TO ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO CHOP YOUR HEAD RIGHT OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KILLED ALL THE SHIITES&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE BE TO ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;I KILLED ALL THE SHIITES&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE BE TO ALLAH&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WANT TO GET TEMPORARILY MARRIED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-7527904499653639892?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7527904499653639892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=7527904499653639892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/7527904499653639892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/7527904499653639892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-shiite.html' title='Ode to a Shiite'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-700558225427551934</id><published>2008-04-10T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:56:29.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Like To Fart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To me, a good fart is a wonderful thing. I'm not ashamed of my body, God made it and He made it to function in a certain way. Farting is a normal, natural part of life. God made farting enjoyable, therefore He must want us to enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never hold my farts in. Never. Not in public or in private. Exposive gas is my favorite. I wish I had it all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some people would like you to believe that they never fart. Gas doesn't pass their tightly pinched ass. Neither does shit. But it's all lies, everyone does both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tell the truth, you know you like to fart. All my friends do. We sit around the fire, discussing plans for the coming revolution and farting. We're not stupid. We understand the coming darkness and are preparing for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Get some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-700558225427551934?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/700558225427551934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=700558225427551934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/700558225427551934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/700558225427551934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-i-like-to-fart.html' title='Why I Like To Fart'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-4182841695832790312</id><published>2008-04-08T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:44:53.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode To My Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Song of my trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;An ode to shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Roof is leaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Drip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Drip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Drip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dog is barking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sit around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In my underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Envy me, you worthless sacks of composted donkey dung. While you waste away under flourescent lighting in your little padded caves, Steerpikepie, the only REAL MAN you will ever meet, lives the American dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I fart when and where I choose. I never brush my hair. I shower everyday, to do otherwise would be to imitate the heathen, their Buddha fat bodies dripping sweat deep into Buddha fat creases, collecting there to mix with dust and rice crumbs until it forms itself into a paste which the heathen uses to make his bread.....my bread is the bread of Life, American bread, sliced and white the way God intended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I live on a road you don't know exists. Waaaaaay back. I like it that way. Helps me to think. Noise confuses me, makes me edgy. I've got everything I need here in the "Compound." Singlewide, with doublewide mudroom. Quonset hut. Three sheds. Obstacle course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I train everyday. Just in case. Lately I've been training to navigate the entire Compound while blindfolded. Because you never know. You just never know. It pays to be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So go sit in your bourgeois little life and rot there. Be a tool for the man, you worthless little maggots. Not Steerpikepie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never Steerpikepie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-4182841695832790312?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4182841695832790312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=4182841695832790312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/4182841695832790312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/4182841695832790312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ode-to-my-trailer.html' title='Ode To My Trailer'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-116536401530690807</id><published>2006-12-05T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:25:39.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is The CRA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Some of you maggots don't seem to know what the CRA is. The CRA is the CHRISTIAN RESISTANCE OF AMERICA!!!! We are ROCK HARD Christian soldiers who love our country and Western Civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that simple enough for you? Can you wrap your warped little liberal minds around the thought that someone may care more about others than himself? Every day I wake up and begin my rountine at dawn. I am HARD, every muscle in my body is like a ROCK. While you sit and slurp and belch, I train and prepare for the day that is coming soon. The day when our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ returns and the battle begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are YOU ready? Are your hands hard and calloused or are they weak and flabby? Are you ready for combat, limp-wrist? Are you ready for the day, and it is coming, when the blood in the streets will flow red and rich? I can almost SMELL IT. ARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I an READY and my sword is SHARP, I am the SWORD ARM OF CHRIST AND I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THE BLOOD OF THE UNBELIEVER DRIP, DRIP, DRIP FROM MY SWORD! OH I GET HARD JUST THINKING ABOUT IT!!! OH ANNIE, YOU'RE COMING HOME AREN'T YA??? I CAN ALMOST SMELL YOU TOO, MAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET SOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-116536401530690807?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/116536401530690807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=116536401530690807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/116536401530690807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/116536401530690807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-cra.html' title='What Is The CRA?'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-114567249385247373</id><published>2006-04-21T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T19:21:33.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickenshits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I just got an email from my sweet little Annie.  She linked me to a site where Bass-O-Matic or some lame named dick was going on and on about how he wants to kick my ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm like, RIGHT ON!!!  Let's get this show ON THE ROAD!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BRING IT ON STUD MUFFIN!  I'M GONNA RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND USE IT FOR A BOWLING BALL!  I'M GONNA LET MY DOGS SHIT DOWN YOUR THROAT!!  I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN EXCUSE TO SHEAR ME SOME HIPPY ASS AND I'M ALREADY HALF DRUNK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YOU'RE GONNA GET SOME IF YOU MESS WITH STEERPIKEPIE, ASSFACE!  YOU'RE GONNA GET IT HARD, DEEP PURPLE AND CHEAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I LOVE THE CRACK OF A BREAKING NOSE, IT MAKES ME ROCK HARD!  YOU COME ON DOWN TO TEXAS, JACK, I'LL BE WAITIN'.  WHEN ME AND MY BUDDIES GET FINISHED WITH YOU, YOU'RE GONNA BE REAMED OUT, BABY, CAN YOU GIVE ME A SOOOOOOOUUUUUEEEEEEEEEE?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-114567249385247373?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114567249385247373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=114567249385247373' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/114567249385247373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/114567249385247373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2006/04/chickenshits.html' title='Chickenshits'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-114125252508482320</id><published>2006-03-01T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:21:08.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Falange!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I did 400 pushups today, all at once. It's a personal best. My muscles are pumped and HUGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My abs are ROCK HARD. My legs are like TREE TRUNKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Every part of my body is perfectly conditioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;All members of the CRA must be in perfect physical condition. They must be ROCK HARD. physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The philosophy of the CRA is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GET SOME! GET IT HARD, DEEP, PURPLE AND CHEAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Think about it, scumbags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Think HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-114125252508482320?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/114125252508482320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=114125252508482320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/114125252508482320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/114125252508482320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2006/03/viva-la-falange.html' title='Viva La Falange!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113626236001331810</id><published>2006-01-02T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:26:00.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut Up! Enough Already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Listen maggots, Bush ordered wiretaps on terrorists and terrorist friends and supporters.  He did it secretly for a reason, so that liberal terrorist lovers wouldn't make a HUGE fuss over it and tip our hand to the terrorists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even if he had gotten court orders for the taps, YOU assholes would find a reason to say it wasn't fair, it was an abuse of the court system by Bush, blah blah wah wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHUT UP!  Most of you are stupid, some of you aren't.  The ones who aren't are the worst traitors, because you KNOW that what Bush has done to keep our country safe is the RIGHT thing, the SMART thing and the way he did it is the ONLY way he could be assured of secrecy because of whiny terrorist appeasers who hate America and would scream blue murder at the first sign that Bush was trying to protect us from being attacked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because you know, Liberals are parasites, it's a well known fact.  Liberals cannot exist without creating other parasites dependant on certain things, like fear.  Programs like welfare are totally based on keeping people down, in their place and on thier knees sucking off the liberal government teat, so that they cannot live without a liberal government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Future attacks give them something to look forward to, because they know that they will never hold power in America again, they would rather see it over-run by Muslim maniacs.  That's why they do their best to try to discredit the good Bush has done for America with his secret spying, they want America to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They are a collective PC Judas, and Islam gave them a promise of a bag of silver, but will only deliver bloody death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113626236001331810?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113626236001331810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113626236001331810' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113626236001331810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113626236001331810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/shut-up-enough-already.html' title='Shut Up! Enough Already!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113579393011348283</id><published>2005-12-28T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:18:50.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Least It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I don't remember much about Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope you had a good one, I'm sure I did.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113579393011348283?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113579393011348283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113579393011348283' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113579393011348283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113579393011348283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-least-its-over.html' title='At Least It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113522339065058369</id><published>2005-12-21T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:49:50.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas In Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Steerpikepie stands alone in the cold, his hands clenched at his sides, his face drawn and pale.  The wind pulls and twists at his hair, lifting and falling from his brow to reveal his eyes, hollow, sunken, lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ANNIE!!!  He screams to the wind, his words ripped from his mouth and tossed cruelly over his shoulder, lost behind him, lost in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Annie, he whipsers, Annie.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He begins to walk, his feet pass over frozen stone in a shuffle, his eyes peer out from beneath his hair now and again as the wind allows.  Shoulders hunched against the cold, all ambition gone from him, he walks brokenly, surrounded by stone, his heart as stone, cold and frozen as the very stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113522339065058369?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113522339065058369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113522339065058369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113522339065058369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113522339065058369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-in-hell.html' title='Christmas In Hell'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113495992315598559</id><published>2005-12-18T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T18:38:43.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal Defeatists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Liberals lately have been pissing me off.  Everywhere I go I hear whining and bitching from pansy ass morons who hate Bush so they've decided to hate America too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;War isn't something that is entered into lightly.  Do you think Bush just decided to send Americans into harms way for the fun of it?  You people are so fucking stupid.  You have no idea the pressure and responsiblity in making such a decision.  Bush isn't God, he isn't supreme dictator, he's the President and he is doing his job, protecting America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;War is hard, war is ugly and no one likes it.  Except it seems these fucking assholes online like Atrios who are actually profitting from the war with their sick ass little blog sites covered in advertising and words like fuck and bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ohhhh, Atrios, you are so fucking cool, man.  I spent some time today reading your blog.  Your posters are great examples of liberal defeatists.  And of liberal no brain idiots who don't know what the fuck the real world is like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Atrios's blog is a shining example of commercial politics.  He doesn't give a fuck really, he just lets all the people who think it's cool to Bash bush post on his site and he rakes in cash from ads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He's rated 8 on Google Page Rank.  That means he makes money.  He's rated higher than Associated Content.  What a great scam.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Too bad I have ethics, not like the fucking liberal hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113495992315598559?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113495992315598559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113495992315598559' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113495992315598559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113495992315598559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/liberal-defeatists.html' title='Liberal Defeatists'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113487557627811397</id><published>2005-12-17T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:22:56.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoelimpy Won't Let Me Talk to Annie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But she fucking rocks. Liberals can't debate her so they troll and flame her.  It's pathetic and yet hilarious.  I get ROCK HARD when I think of my little Annie, all alone and driving the angry hordes of liberal limpwrists insane.  Look at what some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;asshole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; said on Atrios, where she took control of the board in about 60 seconds, and left them all with nothing but ad homs and character slurs as a defense:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Some Clueless Asshole Wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you have been wondering whether AnnieAngel and friends are "parody" trolls. If by parody troll you mean that she doesn't actually believe what she is saying then, yes she doesn't believe a word of what she is saying. In fact, I don't think that she's even a she. More likely "she's" a seventeen-year-old boy with time to kill on a Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's not really a parody troll because you aren't supposed to be in on the joke. The joke is in getting responses. She is a classic troll. Post something over the top and watch people respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YHBT. YHL. HAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say all of this with supreme confidence because as someone used to read Pandagon's comments, I remember this guy* who is part of the little ring of blogs that includes annieangel and shoelimpy. These are probably all from the same kid or from a group of friends (apparently from Tampa Bay) who like to troll blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A steerpikepie classic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about liberals: they are so insipidly moronic and incapable of rational thinking, that they are unable to actually debate the intellectual merits of conservative positions. Seeing as this is the case, the only, and I mean the only resort they have left is to try to attack the character of the conservatives they are debating. This despite the fact that we all know liberals are degenerate, homosexual, lying, atheistical, thieving, embezzling, drunk, stoned, whore-mongering, unpratiotic dead-heads. Where in the hell do they get the hutzpah to challenge the morality and character of conservatives? I mean really, it's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of, beside the fact that liberals exist in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Carpbasman Email 12.17.05 - 7:42 pm # &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/comments.php?user=atrios&amp;comment=113486383788554537#3783992"&gt;Steerpikepie is THE Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Annie, I love ya.  Screw those who would call you a troll, they don't know you like I know you, baby.  They don't know you at all.  You scare them.  You're too real, so real they can almost smell you, they want to touch you and they can't.  You drive them nuts, all of them.  They can't handle you, you're too much for them, they explode.  Only I can handle you.  Are you reading this?  Do you pay attention?  Do you ever think of me, even a little bit?  Do you remember what it was like, the good times?  I know you remember.  Close your eyes, Annie, I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless the Republic of Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113487557627811397?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113487557627811397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113487557627811397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113487557627811397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113487557627811397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/shoelimpy-wont-let-me-talk-to-annie.html' title='Shoelimpy Won&apos;t Let Me Talk to Annie'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113376487663333455</id><published>2005-12-04T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:42:36.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Tuff Guys with Big Tuff Mouths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The most disturbing of all types of men is the type who enjoys treating ladies like garbage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm not talking about skanks, whores and your mama, but true, sweet, kind ladies. Ladies like Trouble, SweetPieces, and most of all Annie. Annie would defend anyone in a moment if she thought they were being unfairly treated. But big fat sexist assholes with an internet connection who would NEVER DARE SPEAK TO SUCH A WOMAN IN REAL LIFE take out their latent homosexual tendencies by calling her a CUNT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;UNFREAKINGBELIEVABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Where's Macgayver and his rifle butt when he's really needed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anarchists should be the the ones rounded up and branded, the fucking anti-social no-life braindead brick-throwing sheep whose mother's fuck donkeys on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113376487663333455?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113376487663333455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113376487663333455' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113376487663333455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113376487663333455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/big-tuff-guys-with-big-tuff-mouths.html' title='Big Tuff Guys with Big Tuff Mouths'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113357806231909327</id><published>2005-12-02T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:48:45.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Few Bad Apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On another board some asshole named marcguyver said this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Secret,I was clearing out some 'shanties' in Somalia doing the usual 'look for bad guys and/or weapons' thing and I find this locked door. Nobody wants to open it up for us so we finally get it 'booted' in, it was even padlocked.Anyway, it's absolutely pitch black inside and I can't see a damn thing but I hear someone breathing.....really freaked me out. I finally make it to these 'shutter' type things and get one smashed open and the sunlight sprays into the room just enough for me to see a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in the middle of this dirt floor is a small child, 'bout 1-2 yrs old, naked, hardly moving, covered in flies just lying on the ground!I scoop her up and start taking her outside and I'm just losing it inside; absolutely infuriated that these #$%#@#@ have locked this child in this room to starve to death.Out of nowhere this FAT lady comes running at me, and I mean like 250-300 lb fat, and she's saying in very broken english, "Me baby! Me baby!" and she's like trying to pretend cry and keeps coming at me.I quickly passed off the kid to a buddy of mine and I flat 'butt stroked' this stupid broad.I figured if she could 'horde' all the food from her own children, and lock them up inside a shack, then she could taste the end of my rifle for a couple days too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And to top it off, now he's a cop. I weep for America. I'd lock my probably sick baby up so this nutjob couldn't find her too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113357806231909327?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113357806231909327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113357806231909327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113357806231909327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113357806231909327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-few-bad-apples.html' title='Just a Few Bad Apples'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113312917490257445</id><published>2005-11-27T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:06:14.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I guess it's time for me to get my Master's Degree.  I know I should have started this year, but I just have no freaking clue what I want to do.  At all.  Therefore I can't decide on a school.  Any school would be wicked pleased to have Steerpikepie so I can get accepted anywhere really,  but I would like to be a resident in the State I will go to school in first cuz it's cheaper so I need to decide where the hell I want to go.  Also, I would like to not have to work a crazy amount of hours just to pay my rent, so it would be nice to have a school in an area that isn't killer $$$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I have no clue what I want to do.  No fucking clue.  I am brilliant in so many ways, and interested in tons of things but nothing is really jumping out at me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyone who knows me better than I know myself want to chime in on what it is you could see me doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113312917490257445?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113312917490257445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113312917490257445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113312917490257445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113312917490257445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113289930024475313</id><published>2005-11-24T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:15:00.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some People's Kids!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Are just so lame!  I mean, it takes absolutely no creativity to flame someone personally, in fact to do so means that they have PLAYED you to the point where you are taking internet discussions WAY TOO SERIOUSLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Why on earth people get so upset that they want to punch people in the face and shit over INTERNET debates is mind-boggling to me.  What do these people say about their friends as soon as their other friends leave the room in RL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;What nasty cold lives they must lead!  I mean, really!  Men and nasty is so passe.  Try, be creative just don't make a lame site, link it to the site you are flaming so anyone can read it, and then flame and trash the posters outright in some self-satisfied orgy of explitives punctuated with self-righteous mutual masturbation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Be creative for X's sake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;For example, to find the link to the really lame site, you must go to an old site, a site Trouble will remember, a brilliant, funny, cool site.  There is a reason for this, if only a few people reading this get it, all the better.  :)  But I thought it was funny to showcase their utter lameness in the equisite setting of our blinding brilliance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beliefnet.suddenlaunch.com/index.cgi?board=preach&amp;action=display&amp;amp;num=1132902044"&gt;http://beliefnet.suddenlaunch.com/index.cgi?board=preach&amp;action=display&amp;amp;num=1132902044&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In closing, LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113289930024475313?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113289930024475313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113289930024475313' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113289930024475313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113289930024475313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/some-peoples-kids.html' title='Some People&apos;s Kids!!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113284830954442592</id><published>2005-11-24T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T08:05:09.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;At this time I would like to take a moment to relfect upon all the things I have to be thankful for this year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;First I would like to thank Jesus for always being here for me and for being so cool to hang with and for making such great tacos.  You da G, X man.  Fo real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am thankful for being Steerpikepie, handsome Steerpikepie, intelligent Steerpikepie, witty Steerpikepie, charming Steerpikepie, sexy Steerpikepie, funny Steerpikepie, just an all 'round wonderful and perfect person.  I'm sure I will figure prominently in the Thanksgiving prayers of many, today.  I'm just that great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am thankful that Shoelimpy the Bigfoot ate way too much candy last night while he surfed porn and is now very, very sick.  Therefore there may be turkey enough for all tonight, without garbage guts inhaling everything but the bones, and then cracking the bones and sucking the marrow out.  I keep telling him bones aren't twinkies but he doesn't speak English very well and just sits there smiling at me with his vacant idiot smile full of chunky drool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am thankful for being a Viking.  Vikings are cool and so am I.  Being a Viking, Thanksgiving is a very special holiday for me, as it falls on the day of the Feast of Thor.  On this day my ancestors would boil the babes of Xian captives in their mother's milk, and the roast them over an open fire on the Fjords with the sun rising through the blood smoke...oh the undescribable beauty haunts my other memories bringing to my dreams the olden days of hunting the Irish along the cliffs of Dover!  I must remember to make an offering to Thor today, I think the Target down the street sells baby Xian shaped Peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am thankful for the smell of roasting turkey today, and for all the thanksgiving things we Americans do on this day, varied and many customed as we are.  Football is a good thing.  As is beer.  Tomorrow the Aggies get their asses handed to them by UT and it will make me laugh to see their "cheerleaders" grabbing their balls to feel the pain of the players as they get WHOOPed by the Longhorns. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lastly, I am thankful for G.W. Bush, the right hand of Jesus, used as a sword and also to flip the tortillas, the bestest most greatest man to ever live.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now I would like to offer virtual grace for all you heathens reading this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God is great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let us thank Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For our fuud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jesus Christ, Let's Eat!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113284830954442592?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113284830954442592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113284830954442592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113284830954442592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113284830954442592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113270457273823621</id><published>2005-11-22T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:09:32.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Jesus, by Steerpikepie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Steerpikepie loves Jesus very much because He is a very nice God.  He allows me to sin and then repent and therefore I don't even need to try to be a good boy.  Jesus is also not a very threatening God and it's easy to beat Him up and kill Him if He gets out of line.  I used to think His Dad was tuff but I think He must have died in the olden days before Jesus or else He would have been pretty pissed at us for killing Him.  I mean He destroyed the earth before over nothing compared to what we did to the X man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He is not a very good warrior God though.  My Viking side has way better Gods than Jesus in that regard.  Thor is pretty cool, as is Odin and as for freedom with the captives, well who can pass up a nice roasted Xian baby, Irish or not?  Plus I like baskets, they're pretty when filled with screaming burning criminals, kinda like Burning Man, but old school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Steerpikepie is happy to merge his two heritages though, into his new version of Viking Xianity.  In this version, Jesus is a great big muscly blonde man, (kinda like Steerpikepie) who goes around from town to town, getting drunk, rolling in woad and having many adventures (kinda like Steerpikepie).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;All Hail Eris, great bitch Goddess of Sumeria, the Mother of Buddha the Fat who conquered China before accepting Baha'ullah as the true prophet of Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Salaam A'lekum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113270457273823621?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113270457273823621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113270457273823621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113270457273823621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113270457273823621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-i-love-jesus-by-steerpikepie.html' title='Why I Love Jesus, by Steerpikepie'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113264070372159388</id><published>2005-11-21T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T08:08:15.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Mama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is an article I wrote some time ago. I am reposting it here now because some people need to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What many of you probably do not know is that I served in a swiftboat under Kerry during Nam. I feel that I can keep quiet no longer, when I know a truth, a truth so earth shattering that it could make the difference in the election Tuesday, it could make all the difference in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will tell my story here, among my good friends at ******. I feel safe here and comfortable and my therapist says I need to feel that way before I open myself to what I know will be a deluge of hate and rabid fury from the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You see, while stationed in the boat one Christmas, we, we....oh Hell, I'll just say it. Kerry decided he wanted to cross the border into Cambodia because he had heard of a mythical whorehouse just the other side called the Putang Bucket. He had heard of it God only knows where, but he had a mission, a personal mission, mythical putang. He told us stories, and God forgive us but we were young then, so young. We were in a strange land, far from home, and dammit, we trusted that bastard. We trusted him with our lives, and that night we decided to trust him with our peckers too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So off we went, with Jefferson Starship playing on the radio, with the smell of mythical pussy almost in our noses, we were that close to the border already. I remember the faces most, the faces of my brothers, for that is what we were that day, brothers. We were going into certain danger, but Kerry was set on seeing for himself, the mythical Cambodian whore, PussyForYou. Ping-pong balls, Kerry said with a smile, and I can still in my memory see him standing there, the moonlight glinting off his teeth as he smiled and said, Ping-pong balls, son, Ping-pong balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We actually came within sight of the brothel, a huge wooden rambling structure built half out over the river. It was all lit up with tiny lights, and it looked to me like heaven. We could hear the siren calls of the whores, Hey Joe, Got Five Dollar??? And, Hey Joe, Got Chocolate??? My penis trembled in anticipation, but suddenly, so suddenly that I don't really remember it happening, I was in the water and we were being fired upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kerry, that bastard, jumped in the water and started swimming for the whorehouse, screaming about PussyForYou and how he had five dollars!!!! I grabbed him, he turned and growled at me, Back in the boat you son of a bitch, the pussy is for me!!! He grabbed me and threw me in the boat and then as Charlie poured from the Putang Bucket in a screaming spurt of murderous jizm he realized that his dream of bagging a mythical Cambodian whore was dashed. He jumped back in the boat, yelling stuff about saving me and lets get out of here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When we got back, he realized if he told where we were he would be divorced and court martialed before he could weasle his way out of it. So he lied. He said that we were five miles inside Nam when we were attacked. He forgot his own story once or twice and that is what makes me the maddest. I had to keep silent and virgin for far too long. He promised us pussy and gave us only lies. He needs to admit what happened that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We all do. I have been the first, may others follow my lead. God Bless America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113264070372159388?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113264070372159388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113264070372159388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113264070372159388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113264070372159388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo-mama.html' title='Yo Mama!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113263786795895443</id><published>2005-11-21T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:37:47.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steerpikepie is Famous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's true!  Macgayver has dedicated an entire post on his blog recounting our entire conversation on another blog, editing the posts even to include comments which were not even directed at him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh the joy of celebrity!  I'm going to need to get some dark sunglasses so that the flash bulbs from the paparazzi don't burn my corneas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bet you think I'm sexy now, Trouble.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FEEL MY MUSCLES!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113263786795895443?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113263786795895443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113263786795895443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113263786795895443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113263786795895443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/steerpikepie-is-famous.html' title='Steerpikepie is Famous!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113254270297534904</id><published>2005-11-20T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:11:43.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pussy Warhawks Piss Me the Fuck Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I really hate assholes who sit around their nice houses, eating their wives' good home-cooking and surfing the net in their wives' panties who mouth off online about how they ALMOST signed up for the Iraq war because they believe in it sooooo much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well, Uncle Sam needs YOU to really sign up and put your freedoms where your mouth is!  Defend your country and the freedom of those you love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If you believe this is a good cause and you are a soldier who likes to bitch about the dems and  preach how the Iraq invasion is a good thing, GET OFF YOUR ASS AND GET TO IRAQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Otherwise, you are just a neo-dem and you are contributing to the problem with your non-action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113254270297534904?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113254270297534904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113254270297534904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113254270297534904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113254270297534904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/pussy-warhawks-piss-me-fuck-off.html' title='Pussy Warhawks Piss Me the Fuck Off'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113242442506742012</id><published>2005-11-19T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T10:21:50.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The War In Iraq</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I didn't want to be political on this blog, but it seems to be en vogue so here is my view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care if Bush wants to invade Iraq? He knows more about these things than me and he also has been CHOSEN (yes chosen put that in your pipe and smoke it) by God to lead America. Why would God chose someone who would do the wrong thing? O ye of little faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for WMD, I dunno if they were there. I have heard they were convoyed out in great big huge trucks right before the invasion. So I guess now they are in Syria, and who needs a Syria with WMD? Not this world, that's for sure. But that's another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if you read the Joint Resolution it makes tons of sense. Al Qaeda was in Iraq and Iraq was a major sponsor of international terrorism. Bush invaded Iraq to defend America. Period, point blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all the hippies have their titties in an uproar. They like having their titties in an uproar. They like making big long pansy speeches about how Bush is evil and a liar and crap. Is Jesus evil too? Because Jesus has a right hand as well, and Bush sitteth upon it. Bush is held in the mighty right hand of Jesus, much in the way one holds a sword. What is the purpose of a Jesus sword? To cut of the heads of the infidels in mighty crusade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pissed off Jesus scares me, so for that reason alone I would support the war. But I also support the office of the President of the United States of America. Belittling that office should be considered treason when done so in a way which incites others to mock and scorn the leader of the best, most free country on earth. People who don't like it here for any reason should leave instead of bitching, they are free to do so. This isn't Cuba or China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, I am a Christian and an American and therefore support any war which furthers the agenda which will prompt the return of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halleluja!! Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113242442506742012?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113242442506742012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113242442506742012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113242442506742012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113242442506742012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/war-in-iraq.html' title='The War In Iraq'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113181658874428903</id><published>2005-11-12T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:29:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Around the House Nude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is something I do all the time.  There  is nothing wrong with a human body, be it male or female, it is something to be celebrated.  I do not understand why people have a problem with me being nude in my own home.  I do everything nude, I'm even sitting here right now, naked as a j-bird, tying happily into my computer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When guests come over I usually put on boxers.  Sometimes shorts.  Sometimes however, I do not.  I love answering the door nude to Jehovah's Witnesses.  I always invite them in, but they never take me up on my kind offer.  Usually the women run away blushing like mad while the men stand there screaming about demons and stuff like that.  They always sneak a peek at sneaky pete though.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I sunbathe nude in the yard.  I barbeque nude.  I water the lawn, play volleyball and badminton and wash my car, all in my yard, all in the nude.  The lady next door says I'm a voyeur, but she's the one spying on me so that makes her the pervert.  I'm just being Steerpikepie, the way God intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Does anyone else walk around their house nude?  Got pics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113181658874428903?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113181658874428903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113181658874428903' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113181658874428903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113181658874428903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/walking-around-house-nude.html' title='Walking Around the House Nude'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113173775886524647</id><published>2005-11-11T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:45:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trading Spouses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Since I'm already out of the closet with my love of reality TV, I just have to ask if anyone saw the episode this week. I LOVED it so much. That woman was obviously absolutely insane and she did wonders for the reputations of real Christians everywhere, as we can now offer her up as a representation of those who claim the title Christian while serving Satan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyone watching that nutcase could see the little smile before she would begin a tirade, of course fatty didn't think we could. She pulled the whole stunt for two reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) She's utterly insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2) She's mega fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;See, IMO she didn't want to read the letter on tv stating that she is getting the money for her gastric bypass surgery. She would rather piss on the name of Jesus and rip up the check. Her family looked stunned, the best part is when she accuses them of not praying for her and the eldest daughter said she did, every night. Then she apologized to her mother, and the mother says, You did come to my mind. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And her friend was in on the whole, we'll be tv God warriors against the dark-sided Satanists, thing. I LOVED it when the flake mum stated that she had made too much salad. Not one of those fatasses got the joke! LOLOLOLOL! Brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The flakes were funny too. I enjoyed when the new husband asked what education she had. She said, oh lots and stated she was going for a doctorate. To which he asked, did she have a masters? She said....no, and he left the room. Hehehehe. And I mean, even I would have a bell or a gong to wake up sleeping hypnosis clients, she uses the feedback from her mike. Why she needed a mic I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehehe. Remember when the fat mum started puking when new dad said there was a psychic on the radio show with them? HAHAHAHAHA! Take me to a Church!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I hope they take her kids away. I really do. She needs to be locked up on meds. I hope she sells her intestines on Ebay after they cut her open like a deer and scoop them out, so she can eat as much as she wants and then shit it out before it digests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehehehe. Who would think a woman that ugly would be so vain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God Bless reality TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113173775886524647?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113173775886524647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113173775886524647' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113173775886524647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113173775886524647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/trading-spouses.html' title='Trading Spouses'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113139827862769530</id><published>2005-11-07T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T13:17:58.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interlude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steerpikepie sits quietly, perched in thought atop the spires of his crumbling empire.  Hate, he thinks, I hate them all.  Steerpikepie imagines their faces, their fat, bloated, contemptuous, laughing faces and his stomach clenches painfully.  I'll show them, he promises to the wind that screams over stone and into his definant face, I'll show them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How to begin, he ponders evilly, we mustn't be obvious, my precious.  We must bide our time, waiting, ever waiting in the cold, in the dark, in the outside, all alone and friendless in the cruel outside.  Steerpikepie is good at waiting, good at plotting, good at never being allowed on the inside where it is warm and nice with good things to eat and nice soft beds to sleep upon.  Steerpikepie is wretched, it is true, but Steerpikepie is ambitious........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Slowly a grin spreads across the haggard and ruined landscape that is Steerpikepie's face, Ohhh, he whispers to himself as if afraid to speak aloud the evil his mind has hatched, Ohhhh we shall soon see some changes around here, my precious, we soon shall....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He stands, silhouetted against the darkening sky like a forgotten scarecrow in a November field, he stands and smiles and with his hands in his pocketses, begins to whistle a happy tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113139827862769530?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113139827862769530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113139827862769530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113139827862769530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113139827862769530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/interlude.html' title='Interlude'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113088002430122873</id><published>2005-11-01T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:20:24.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone can send flowers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sayhowdy.com/webcard/postcards/pcards/rose_bouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sayhowdy.com/webcard/postcards/pcards/rose_bouquet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; But no one will ever love you like Steerpikepie could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113088002430122873?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113088002430122873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113088002430122873' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113088002430122873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113088002430122873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/anyone-can-send-flowers.html' title='Anyone can send flowers...'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113053314768483532</id><published>2005-10-28T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:59:07.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelpdick the Ugly Must Die!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'd at least have put the moves on you, sugar.    He must be gay.   I mean, you be one hot foxxy mama, even if I promised to be good, how in the name of all that is Holy on God's green earth could I hold myself to that promise while being close enough to you to smell you?  Damnation woman, I order you to stay away from this poor imposter (he's even worse than Shoelimpy) and to do penance at my altar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;On your knees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113053314768483532?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113053314768483532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113053314768483532' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113053314768483532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113053314768483532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/kelpdick-ugly-must-die.html' title='Kelpdick the Ugly Must Die!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-113044316075120970</id><published>2005-10-27T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T13:01:03.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, oral sex. I think we should talk more about oral sex, as it is not a nasty thing, when done between two people who love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral sex can be used either in foreplay or as substitute for intercourse when you are short on time. Of course, at times oral sex is actually desired over intercourse and at those times much more attention should be paid to the receivee of the oral sex to ensure they receive 15 to 20 minutes of total selfish pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget the famous *69*, in which both partners pleasure each other orally simultaneously. In this position I prefer be on top of my gf, as I can kind of trap her into swallowing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women and Swallowing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me I do not understand the problem some women have with oral sex. With the swallowing of seminal fluid, to be precise. I mean, HELLO!!! Do you really think we men are not swallowing your fluids as you buck your hips and grab our hair? What do you think we are doing down there as you grind our faces into you? SHEESH! How would you like it if we stopped every time your goo got in our mouth and said *ewwww!! grosss!!* and ran to the bathroom to spit? You'd be on Oprah screaming and whining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all DO know that sperm is chock full of protein right? Atkins would agree with me! Skip the bun and bite the sausage ladies! And contrary to urban legend (mostly made up by me) sperm MUST be swallowed for the protein to be absorbed. The old sperm facial is just a lie....unless I feel like telling it, then it is the Gospel truth. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you won't swallow, it has to go somewhere, that is just the truth, and I'm NOT coming into any kleenex just to make you happy. Oral sex is supposed to make ME happy and you saying don't come in my mouth come on the kleenex makes the ejaculation....nowhere near as fun as coming down your throat (or at least in your hair).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will help someone out there to realize that oral sex is a wonderful thing and that not swallowing is tantamount to a man just getting off you right after his orgasm. If you are offended by this post, it means you need to GET SOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-113044316075120970?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113044316075120970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=113044316075120970' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113044316075120970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/113044316075120970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/oral-sex.html' title='Oral Sex'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-112922563400852141</id><published>2005-10-13T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T10:47:14.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so impressed.....NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steerpikepie hates Shoelimpy.  Shoelimpy claims he is better than Steerpikepie, but everyone knows that is an outright outrageous lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steerpikepie has proof that Shoelimpy sucks.  Steerpikepie was very happy to stumble across evidence of Shoelimpy's suckiness and would like to submit it to YOU the reader of Steerpikepie's amazing blog to be the judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/content.cfm?content_type=article&amp;content_type_id=7730&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.com/content.cfm?content_type=article&amp;content_type_id=7730&amp;amp;page=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This link leads to an article written by Shoelimpy the "supposedly" Great.  It's about Bigfoot.  Yep, Bigfoot.  Steerpikepie has often thought that Shoelimpy resembles a Bigfoot but had no idea that Shoelimpy spent his days actively researching all the various Bigfoot academia (rofl) and finaly felt confident enough to go public with his avid Bigfoot love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steerpikepie is a nice guy.  It saddens him to see this article and he feels moved with pity for Shoelimpy.  However, Steerpikepie hates Shoelimpy and his calling is very specific.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DOWN WITH SHOELIMPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vote here on whether or not you think Shoelimpy the Bigfoot sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-112922563400852141?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112922563400852141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=112922563400852141' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112922563400852141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112922563400852141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-so-impressednot.html' title='I am so impressed.....NOT!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-112918002785770285</id><published>2005-10-12T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:07:07.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Shoelimpy Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shoelimpy is a worthless humour parasite who has no fucking balls and likes to act like a fucking tool.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;AGGIES suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Shoelimpy steals my material and is STILL so fucking lame that it is unreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;For a dude with a Dad in the military he is the biggest wuss EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He is a great big fatass.  And lazy to boot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He has an odour of sweaty balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He reads porn mags in bed while eating candy and hides them in a little squirrel hole beside his bed.  His gf found it and told me.  It was a Hustler.  Ewwwww!!!  Even I get grossed out by Hustler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He has no backbone and never will.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He is shoelimpy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-112918002785770285?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112918002785770285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=112918002785770285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112918002785770285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112918002785770285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-shoelimpy-sucks.html' title='Why Shoelimpy Sucks'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-112915508012363444</id><published>2005-10-12T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:11:54.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Kine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ever see that Dog the Bounty Hunter show? It's horrible. There is this dude, Dog, who for the life of me looks like a wannabe wrestler, his pedophilific brother, a couple of his kids, and his comic book wife. His wife is like, ummmm, scary. She has a breast to hip ratio that defies gravity. And her hips are fat, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they run a bond company out of Waikiki. The premis of the show is that this dude is a real bad dog, and he is chasing down people who break their bond. But on the show all they do is chase petty criminals while talking tuff and then when they catch them Dog will cry and shit and bail them back out. WEAK. Dog is a weak ass bitch. He also left his son in jail to rot and refused to bond him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also was arrested in Mexico and from what I can tell, jumped his bond and ran back to the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this guy is a wuss, yeah. The show sucks. They promo it as if it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I watch it? He has the strangest wife on tv. This broad is not only scary and comic book like, but she actually seems to think she is attractive. She must think that, because she dresses like a lady 5 sizes smaller than she really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every now and then she freaks out. They should just let her fight. Or they should make the jump to pro wrestling. Either way, the girl isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my review of Dog, the Bounty Hunter. It sucks, but it is funny to watch these people think they don't suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-112915508012363444?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112915508012363444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=112915508012363444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112915508012363444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112915508012363444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/da-kine.html' title='Da Kine'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-112896327302875065</id><published>2005-10-10T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:54:33.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancuckistanian Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Canucks are always making more reasons for we red-blooded Americans to hate them, aren't they?  I mean, being a bunch of pothead communists who won't give us their water or let us fly missles in their airspace isn't enough, they have to go even farther to piss us off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What did we ever do to the Canadians anyway?  All we did was offer them the chance to enter the good life and become a part of us, which they idiotically rejected while they were freezing their fat Canadian asses off in their igloos pretending that they liked living in a frozen wasteland.  And that was before they even had hockey games to get drunk at and start fights during!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But now it seems that the Canucks want to steal one of our most proud of holidays: Thanksgiving.  I don't remember no Pilgrims landing in Halifax and eating three day feasts with the Indians, but they think they have the right to celebrate our holiday?  And not only that, it comes a month earlier than the One True Thanksgiving, so that the world thinks that Canada's Thanksgiving comes first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;These Canadians are really pushing the envelope.  Their only defense is that they are so worthless that their country isn't even worth invading, as long as their imbecile government keeps giving us all the natural resources we want at low low prices (Thank you, NAFTA).   But what Americans want to live in that God-forsaken hellhole?  I can't think of too many people in Florida that want to move to fucking Winnipeg.   Maybe an Alaskan couldn't tell the difference, but they are insane to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Canada, fuck you.  Stop trying to steal our holidays, why don't you come up with your own?  I mean, I know you don't have the creativity of a pumpkin (who else but a nation of drunken dullards would name a holiday &lt;em&gt;Civic Holiday&lt;/em&gt;?)  But couldn't you have, like, Hockey Appreciation Day or something?  National Beer Day?  (Or is that every day in Canada?)  National let's all get drunk and smoke pot and let all the men get married because we love tolerance and are a bunch of Communists with free health care Day?  You must have something in your culture you can be proud of so you don't have to keep ripping off your betters.  I mean, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Columbus Day to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-112896327302875065?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112896327302875065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=112896327302875065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112896327302875065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/112896327302875065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/cancuckistanian-thanksgiving.html' title='Cancuckistanian Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-111109750377378039</id><published>2005-03-17T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T14:15:58.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I had seen it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But this wag makes Neverending look smart. He thinks he is a fearless troll killer who got his ass handed to him by a little Christian girl. Sooooo funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/wibbble/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/wibbble/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; is his LJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here is the flame war he got his ass spanked on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/pagan/1456257.html?view=17183873#t17183873"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/community/pagan/1456257.html?view=17183873#t17183873&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It always makes me smile to see a strong Christian woman hand a pagan his balls on a plate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-111109750377378039?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111109750377378039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=111109750377378039' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/111109750377378039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/111109750377378039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-thought-i-had-seen-it-all.html' title='I thought I had seen it all'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110936184698912667</id><published>2005-02-25T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T12:04:06.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Amazons could never have existed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;One of the myths that feminazis like to go on about is the Amazons.  Supposed one breasted women who rode around on horses killing all them men and having lesbian one breast sex.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Riiiiight.  A bunch of women living together and getting along?  NEVER!!  The levels of gossip and jealousy are highest among women.  Women only exist to be better dressed than other women so as to get attention from men so as to propagate the race.  They serve no other useful function so over time men have let them do certain tasks around the house in order to make them think they are needed and we wouldn't be able to nuke a tv dinner without them.  They like to feel powerful women do, and don't care why really.  It's not power they want, it's the illusion that they make a difference in this world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So the Amazon thing is like a Godsend to them.  PRAISE ARTEMIS!!!  Let's all dance around a wooden pole and worship it!!  Yeah, a great big wooden pole, straight and tall and oh so hard and nice to kiss and warm with our breath!  SICK!  Even if they did exist they worshipped a PENIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOLOLOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But seriously on to the scieintific reasons Amazons can not have existed.  Women do this thing when they are in groups.  They shift around in their cycles until they are all menstrating at the same time.  Which means pmsing at the same time.  With no men around to run and get them chocolate or to tell them they don't look fat, a race of warrior women would have killed itself off by the end of the first month of the experiment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I mean, like none of these broads liked the bone?  They had no sex drives?  I don't know about you guys, but if I don't give it to the old lady at least once a day, she gets all climbing the walls and stuff.  She likes the bone alright,  she neesds a man to satisfy her BIOLOGICAL need to a nice hard penis to be inserted into her vagina once she becomes horny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;She won't stop till she gets it either, and oh she gets it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So let's see if any big balls women think they can tell me how in the world a bunch of women could live with no men, since none of you seem to be able to live without us now, even when you aren't on your rags.  Much less take the smallest of us in a fight!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This argument is also why there will NEVER be a broad in the Oval Office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110936184698912667?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110936184698912667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110936184698912667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110936184698912667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110936184698912667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-amazons-could-never-have-existed.html' title='Why Amazons could never have existed.'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110928962583855043</id><published>2005-02-24T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:00:25.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus IS God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so freaking sick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of self-proclaimed "Christian" blasphemers spouting off that Jesus is NOT God.  Who the Hell do they think they are?  I mean, I don't care if they want to go off and have some strange sect like Mormons or JW's, but these people are like, I dunno, floater Christians who are all like Jesus was a good man, a prophet some even think he was the "literal" (sick) son of God.  But they are all like, I follow what Jesus said, even though I don't believe He was God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well FINE but DO NOT call yourself CHRISTIAN!  Call yourself hippies, or new age weirdos or even gnostics but DO NOT call yourself after Christ because you do not follow Him, you do not know Him, in fact you are hurting Him and pissing on His Holy Name.  Why not just turn His empty tomb into a shitter, you can all go there and defecate and say that you are following Christ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean some of these assholes even side with Pagan total freako loosers in the nth degree no limits kine of sickos AGAINST those who are true followers of X.  They commiserate with Buddhist atheists and say that they know more about God than a true Christian.  I mean PC fucking pricks wanna have a label and choose Xian for the fact that they are too non-creative to be a looser pantheacon or whatever con going to fat weirdo preistess in a corset or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just give up the title of Christian, you didn't earn it, you don't deserve it you will be cast aside as one He never knew and maybe worse for you are the true wolves in sheeps clothing, we are the true sheep and even now He loves you and wants to bring you back to His flock, but those who think they can use His Name in vain.....and get away with it.....well.....I'll see you in Hell from Heaven while I float on my little fluffy cloud and you are ass-raped by demons below in the pits, say hallelujah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110928962583855043?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110928962583855043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110928962583855043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110928962583855043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110928962583855043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/jesus-is-god.html' title='Jesus IS God!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110908825488193038</id><published>2005-02-22T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T08:04:14.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Women are so easy.  For example, this broad on a very stupid board obviously finds herself very attractive.  She posts as her avatar a picture of herself she must find comely.  I think she looks a bit like a horseface.  Even if I didn't, I would say she did because she obviously thinks she doesn't.  So how to bug her?  Bug her about her looks.  Simple.  You see, if she really thought she was pretty, me saying that she wasn't would never bother her.  However, when I mentioned I didn't find her attractive, it was like the world had ended.  She kept going on and on about it hoping that I would take the comment back so she could get back to her fantasy view about reality.  In said fantasy view, she is a pretty lady with a beautiful smile and shining hair and everybody loves her just by taking one look.  I think she spends too much money chasing her dream of prettiness.  I mean she's not ugly, but vanity shows in her face.  I hate women like that.  She's not the brightest, and it seems to me this type of woman never is.  She also seems to prefer the company of men.  Most possibly because if she's the only woman there she's the prettiest woman there.  Saddest part of the whole thing is by the time her children are grown up enough for her to actually get out of the house again she won't even see her illusion in the mirror anymore because she will be so old.  So what has life given her?  Or rather what has she allowed life to give her?  Extreme vanity and extreme insecurity.  Poor thing.  In a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110908825488193038?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110908825488193038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110908825488193038' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110908825488193038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110908825488193038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/broads.html' title='Broads'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110899872277906534</id><published>2005-02-21T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T07:12:02.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Thunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So last night I am sitting bored watching tv and on comes the Tom Cruise movie, Days of Thunder.  So I'm thinking, cool a racing movie, haven't seen it even though it's old.  So I start watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tom Cruise plays a dude called Cole Trickle.  Made me think of Dirk Diggler, only not so big. :)  Robert Duvall was in it too.  Can't remember his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God what an horrible stinking rotten piece of crap movie.  "When you're rubbin', you're racin'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Puke!  I mean, PUKE!  They make a stupid subplot-thingy where Tom Cruise thinks he is being arrested but it is just good old comradarie, his friends had just tricked him with a whore!!  WHOOP!  Good friends, I think, here's a whore for you buddy, fuck her good, YEEHAW!!!  Whole purpose of this nasty little escapade?  To give them a reason for Tom Cruise to put Nicole Kidman's hand on his dick.  She might just be a hooker now too right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FUNNY!!!  Or not.  I turned it off and went to bed.  But God help us as a nation because that was a popular movie, and I bet some people absolutely love it.  LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110899872277906534?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110899872277906534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110899872277906534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110899872277906534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110899872277906534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-of-thunder.html' title='Days of Thunder'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110851976192535805</id><published>2005-02-15T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:44:25.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The view from up here is lonely, poor Steerpikepie moans to the wind, if only I wasn't so hideous, they would see my true beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Instead wandering here restlessly, wretchedly, vile Steerpikepie, ambitious Steerpikepie, the lowest of the low, cloaked with aspirations smelling of frustrated nights up late, the villain of the story walks alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Conformity is your name and your name is blasphemy! He screams again, no one to hear his mad cries. Your game is too easy for one such as myself, but following the rules has always been so boring! Liberty for all, not only for some, the privileged, the few, the intellectual born into a life they don't deserve and they don't appreciate! GIVE ME THE POWER for I would wield it relentlessly! I would be a true God. And the cries of your praise and your worship would be my choir of angels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He laughs and dances on the stones, he jumps and spins, he twirls and laughs again. Victory is sweet, he thinks as he hums to himself a song his mother used to sing in his long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110851976192535805?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110851976192535805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110851976192535805' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110851976192535805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110851976192535805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/evil-genius.html' title='Evil Genius'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110850946796476754</id><published>2005-02-15T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T18:15:32.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some guy today said that he is all for freedom, but understands if his personal liberty is compromised for the benefit of the personal liberty of others. I was to say at the least astounded and tried to explain to this kid that liberty is liberty, and that to put conditions on anyone's liberty is to put conditions on your own. I was of course not speaking of murder, which of course was trotted out to piss on the carpet, or rape in the street, which was trotted out as well. In those cases as I am taking liberty from someone I should therefore lose my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But in the case of art, well this dude was all Socratitical and claimed that there was a time and place for art and that censorship on art was in fact not only good but moral. Which of course made me ask him well what if those that came before us decided that all art to this point was immoral and destroyed it all. In his line of thinking that would be a correct thing to do, with no protest from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I fear for our world. This idiot was a Brit and had people agreeing with him that art can go too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No it can't. Book burning and censorship is wrong. Period. Don't like it don't read it. But to say that art must follow guidelines is idiotic, braindead and retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyone who thinks otherwise, has no idea what liberty is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110850946796476754?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110850946796476754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110850946796476754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110850946796476754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110850946796476754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110806914630559685</id><published>2005-02-10T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T07:32:44.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunch of Boring Idiots....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://politicalcrossfire.com/forum/"&gt;http://politicalcrossfire.com/forum/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I mean, really boring. I got tired of the stoopidity, but anyone else who is looking for a boring time (NEVERENDING) should like it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110806914630559685?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110806914630559685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110806914630559685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110806914630559685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110806914630559685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/bunch-of-boring-idiots.html' title='Bunch of Boring Idiots....'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110804324315174934</id><published>2005-02-10T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T05:47:23.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharia Courts Now In Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Suxxors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110804324315174934?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110804324315174934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110804324315174934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110804324315174934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110804324315174934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/sharia-courts-now-in-canada.html' title='Sharia Courts Now In Canada'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110798425067830384</id><published>2005-02-09T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:24:10.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Liberals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It has long been the case that the university in America has been dominated by left-leaning anti-American liberals.  We all know the reasons for this, of course, the professorship is dominated by pathetic fools who are unable to earn a true living for themselves and thus find themselves forced into a career in academics where their liberal hyperbole and occasional ability to string two words together makes them feel special and as if they were accomplishing something.  They find eager and accepting minds in college students coasting on Daddy's paycheck with nothing to do with their time or their unearned money but somehow feel that as the most brilliant people in the world they are able to cure all of humanity's ills with the stroke of a keyboard typing away at worthless blogs and message boards about how wonderful they are and how horrible Bush is.  I mean, is this the future of America?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fortunately this is merely a stage for most and they will pass out of it the minute they are handed their diploma and are forced to actually WORK for once in their lives.  Others will remain the same, continue on in school and eventually become liberal professors themselves attempting to brainwash the next generation of American citizens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fortunately, however, conservatives are starting to make a comeback in our universities.  Not among the faculty but among the students, freethinkers who will not allow themselves to be cowed in by the one-dimensional thinking of their instructors.  It is theywho give me hope for a brighter tomorrow, for they are willing to take on the reigns currently handled by such brave men as President George W Bush and shall steer America on to even greater glory than she has now achieved.  God bless the young Conservatives, and God bless America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110798425067830384?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110798425067830384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110798425067830384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110798425067830384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110798425067830384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/college-liberals.html' title='College Liberals'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110796942743557751</id><published>2005-02-09T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T09:17:07.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Virginia, there is such thing as a belt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh what a wonderful day!  The fine Xian conservative folk of the great state of Virginia, the birthing place of such American notables as George Washington, Thomas Jefferson and James Madison, has finally in its great wisdom come out with legal action against one of the most atrocious aspects of our society today: the practice of teenage boys to wear their pants so low that their underwear is exposed for all the world to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What kind of sick people would wear their clothes in such a way, and who in their right mind would think it is "cool"?  All I can say is, PULL UP YOUR PANTS YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!  Hopefully, they also crack down, (get it, crack down) on plumbers and overweight balding men.  But $50 fines are hardly enough, at least for repeat offenders.  They should be in jail, see what happens when they wear their pants like that in prison!  That will bring an end to this menace, and I will say about damn time.  We should have done this a lot sooner, but hell who would've thought this fad would go on for so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110796942743557751?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110796942743557751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110796942743557751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110796942743557751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110796942743557751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/yes-virginia-there-is-such-thing-as.html' title='Yes, Virginia, there is such thing as a belt.'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110783046023700393</id><published>2005-02-07T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:41:00.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWSFLASH: Bush wants to cut taxes, Democrats want to spend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The new budget is being sent before Congress, and in accordance with his promises to the American people, Bush is planning to cut spending in order to decrease the deficit while alleviating the back-breaking strain of the working American's enormous tax-burden.  Many worthless programs will be cut, such as pointless Amtrak subsidies, programs to keep drugs out of our schools and grants for towns and municipalities to hire more police officers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I mean, sure these things SOUND great, we all want to subsidize Amtrak and get drugs out of our schools, but President Bush seeks one thing and one thing only: RESULTS.  And that is the one thing lacking in these over 150 programs Bush is seeking to cut.  They do absolutely positively NOTHING and need to be eliminated.  But do you think they will?  No.  Why?  One word: LIBERALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The liberals do not know how to cut spending.  It is against their religion to cut spending.  Their method of cutting spending is to create a billion dollar task force employing many white whiny liberals such as themselves with a token black lesbian woman for Affirmative Action purposes to investigate the possibilities and probabilities of spending reduction programs, which would then recommend to create a special committee in the Congress specifically designated to the problem of cutting spending which would be presided over by a Democrat.  They would create a new office for this committee using $500,000 hammers and $20,000 nails while paying $340,000 an hour to their gay nephew from San Francisco to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Please, liberals, stop the spending.  Listen to the President, get with the program and let's actually BUDGET our money here.  I know that at home you make so much money doing the nothing that you do all day that you do not need to budget, but we are talking about OTHER PEOPLE'S MONEY HERE!  And don't forget the poor soldiers in Iraq, who need money in order to better liberate the Iraqi people.  How can we cut taxes while we are spending tens of billions of dollars prosecuting a war in Iraq, and soon to be ones in Syria and Iran without cutting spending?  It is the only way, and if you aren't up for it, Democrats, it must be because you love a deficit.  I NEVER want to hear you whine about the deficit ever again in your pathetic little lives, because you had the chance to end it and you wouldn't take it.  SPEND SPEND SPEND is your song, and never shall it end, more's the pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110783046023700393?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110783046023700393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110783046023700393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110783046023700393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110783046023700393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/newsflash-bush-wants-to-cut-taxes.html' title='NEWSFLASH: Bush wants to cut taxes, Democrats want to spend'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110780155584172197</id><published>2005-02-07T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T10:39:15.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syria: Liberation or Bust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;There are many tyrannistical governments in the world: Iran, North Korea, Pakistan, Lebanon, Yemen, Saudi Arabia.  But one stands out above the rest, at least at the current moment in time: the Baathist controlled Hesbollah supporting Syria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As we who pay attention to the news and to the President know, Mr. Bush is very informed on the current goings on in Damascus and is not pleased.  We need to work with Syria, and develop them into a proper Democratic nation-state, such as we are currently doing in Afghanistan and Iraq.  Syria is a highpoint of terror and tyranny in this modern world, one which needs to be remade in our image, the image of freedom, liberty and justice for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;There are many ways to go about this.  First, the diplomatic approach with sanctions.  This we are already pursuing, and under the wise guidance of Bush has a strong chance of succeeding.  But we cannot rule out the military option, such as we were forced to use in Iraq.  Using the massive power of our military machine, we can sweep into the country, take out the tyrannistical government posthaste and begin immediately developing the beginnings of a new nation founded upon American ideals of freedom.  This is after all the point of the current War on Terror and Tyranny.  By defeating terror and tyranny abroad, we are making America a safer place for our children.  And after all, isn't that what freedom is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110780155584172197?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110780155584172197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110780155584172197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110780155584172197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110780155584172197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/syria-liberation-or-bust.html' title='Syria: Liberation or Bust'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110779636231751679</id><published>2005-02-07T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T09:12:42.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newdow, Old Game</title><content type='html'>So Michael Newdow is again trying to stir up trouble, and this time he has friends in his quest to destroy the basis of American liberty in banning God from all government life.  He knows as well as all liberals do that without God, America is absolutely nothing.  Jesus Christ is the foundation of all of our government and our ideals of liberty.  By removing the phrase "under God" from the Pledge of Allegiance, he is attempting to defile our sacred institutions and make the world safe for his anarchistical goal of Atheistic Communism a la Karl Marx/VI Lenin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment this nation was founded God has been the central aspect of American life, and it continues to be over 225 years after the fact.  We have gotten this far believing in God, the Father Almighty, and in the dogma of liberty which is espoused in the Christian religion.  Now, after creating in Jesus's image the freest, most powerful nation on the face of the Earth liberals such as Michael Newdow are attempting to undermine the basic principles which make this nation so great.  His argumentation is asinine, and everyone knows that God has been a part of governmental life since Thomas Jefferson met the Declaration of Independence.  We are endowed by our Creator with certain inalienable rights!  That is the basis of everything that this Newdow claims to cherish and yet would destroy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be stopped.  He will be stopped.  Liberal Activist judges shall be defeated by the righteousness of Bush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Pluribus Unum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In God We Trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Nation Under God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110779636231751679?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110779636231751679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110779636231751679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110779636231751679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110779636231751679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/newdow-old-game.html' title='Newdow, Old Game'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110762104659946510</id><published>2005-02-05T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T08:33:16.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;There is one thing, and one thing only which makes America the greatest nation on the faith of the Earth: the Power of Jesus X. Without X, we are nothing. As the most God-fearing nation in the history of mankind, we are the forefront of Freedom for the world. It is only when he have good, God-fearing Xian men in the White House such as George W Bush that our greatness is truly allowed to shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We are the richest, most educated, most powerful nation on Earth. These are the blessings that God has given us. But we are not selfish, we do not wish to horde these treasures for ourselves. Nay, we want to spread our &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='gifts for'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=gifts%20for"&gt;gifts for&lt;/a&gt; all the world to share. And with the Power of Jesus X behind us, there is nothing that can stop us. We have already liberated Afghanistan and Iraq, now Syria is next.  Once they have been freed from the tyrannical shackles of tyrants, the hearts of the people shall be open to conversion to the love of Jesus X. When you think about it, is that not what the War on Terrorism is all about? Christianizing the world so that we might usher in an age of peace and stability? A Millenium of Wonderous Splendour unparalleled by any other time in history? A new Golden Age? Of course it is. And with the Power of X, we might be able to fulfill our Destiny and make it Manifest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;God Bless America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110762104659946510?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110762104659946510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110762104659946510' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110762104659946510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110762104659946510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/power-of-x.html' title='The Power of X'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110754476673041601</id><published>2005-02-04T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T11:19:26.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercury</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why must liberals always find something to complain about?  First it was smog, then it was arsenic, and now it is mercury.  Mercury, something elemental to the existence of life on this planet, and liberals have decided they have a problem with it?  What else will make our thermometers work?  Nothing.  And remember in Terminator 2?  The robot was made of mercury and he was really cool, what problem could liberals have with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And not only are we talking about mercury, we are talking about mercury residue coming from power plants.  POWER PLANTS.  Think about it, folks, the liberals are trying to destroy our source of power.  Of course when they aren't able to keep their food frozen in the icebox or blow dry their hair, who will they be blaming?  Bush.  Of course.  Liberals must always blame everything on Bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But let's look at the situation here.  Liberals say that mercury residue created by power plants is bad.  Bush looks at the information the liberals give him, and says, OK, this is a problem, not as big as you would like to make it out to be but it's a problem, and we will handle it.  After all NO ONE else has even attempted to solve the problem, not even the Liberal Incarnate Bill Clinton.  So Bush's administration makes a plan, it's a good plan and it will reduce the residue.  What do the liberals have to say about all this effort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH!  PRESIDENT BUSH IS TRYING TO POLLUTE OUR CHILDREN WITH MERCURY!  HE WANTS TO KILL MY BABY!  HE HATES AMERICA!  HE IS EVIL!!!  MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE AND TURN INTO LITTLE MERCURY BITS AND I AM GOING TO GET BLOWN UP BY GOVERNOR SCHWARZENEGGER AND I AM SCARED AND BUSH IS THE ANTICHRIST WAAH WAAH WAAH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That is what liberals have to say.  Of course Bush hasn't even completed his plans yet, but already liberals are in an uproar.  Here is what I have to say to the liberals: SHUT THE HELL UP!  You want to solve the mercury problem?  Why don't you go to every one of these so-called "bad" power plants, use solar-powered mercury-residue sucking devices and clean the air yourselves?  Huh?  Do it!  I dare ya!  Trust me, President Bush won't complain.  Neither will I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110754476673041601?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110754476673041601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110754476673041601' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110754476673041601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110754476673041601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/mercury.html' title='Mercury'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110744495867968656</id><published>2005-02-03T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T07:43:05.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well looky who is judging whom!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;7 day suspension - Posted: Today, 02:03 AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="newpost"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;You are trolling. Also, you are making derogatory remarks about the community.And you call yourself a Christian?&lt;br /&gt;but sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence,"(1 Pet. 3:15, NASB). Are you one of those "Christians" who use the religion and the name of its Lord, to further your OWN cause? Christ said much about this you know. Regardless, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you certainly are not furthering Christ's message. Your actions do quite the opposite.As a result, you have been given a 7 day suspension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to cool off. Perhaps after then, you'll attempt to behave a little more maturely...or just find another community to participate in. BTW: I'm the founder, owner, and administrator of ODN. I'm not a liberal by any means. Your words reveal much my young friend. Unfortunately, what is revealed, isn't very something that is valued or strived for here.&lt;br /&gt;__________________-=]Apokalupsis[=-Senior Administrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well looky here, I wonder who at ODN is actually upset with steerpikepie, not shadow knight, not kevin browning, not booger......it seems this power hungry person who I have never spoken to decided that I wasn't Christian enough for his liking, or he banned me for what my blog says. I was quite happy last night after being in the Pub and making friends there. This is interesting......but not surprising. I bet he thinks he is a master debater and doesn't want to debate me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Censorship, the last resort of the stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110744495867968656?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110744495867968656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110744495867968656' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110744495867968656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110744495867968656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-looky-who-is-judging-whom.html' title='Well looky who is judging whom!!!!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110744463878147765</id><published>2005-02-03T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T07:30:38.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom from Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;President Bush delivered his State of the Union address last night, and I for one was incredibly impressed.  Does anyone else find that Bush becomes a stronger and more powerful leader every time he speaks?  I doubt I am the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Freedom is Bush's most important goal, for Americans and for the world.  But we require freedom from many things, and freedom from fear is chief among these.  The liberal Franklin Delano Roosevelt once said that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself, but President Bush in his wisdom has seen past this lie.  Americans have many things to fear, like Social Security crashing over our heads and crushing our hopes of retirement, or terrorists being able to perform another attack on our soil such as that on 9/11.  These are fears which must be eliminated, and President Bush has the plan to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You see, we cannot achieve freedom from fear for ourselves if there is still tyranny around the world.  Tyrany must end, as it is ending in Iraq, and will soon end in Syria and Iran.  And even those non-tyrannical governments such as the one in Saudi must begin to open up their political processes to the people, or they may fall into tyranny.  If they do, the United States will be there to force freedom upon them.  It is our God-given duty.  We will of course free Saudi last, after freeing the rest of the Islamic world.  It is our vow that we shall not stop until Dar al-Islam becomes Dar al-Democracy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I hope that the rest of America can find the wisdom in President Bush's words.  I know that no American wishes to fear, and desire freedom from it.  To achieve this we must give PresidentBush the power to enforce our security, even if it seems we are giving up some of our "freedoms."  For I tell you, brothers and sisters, we are not free if any Arab can walk up to us at any time of day and kill us just for being American, that is not freedom that is fear.  We must ensure our security if we wish to ensure our freedoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110744463878147765?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110744463878147765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110744463878147765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110744463878147765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110744463878147765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/freedom-from-fear.html' title='Freedom from Fear'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110738483922023884</id><published>2005-02-02T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T14:53:59.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal censorship!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!  Big brave debaters at ODN. :)  Scared of little old steerpikepie, can't debate him, feeling stupid????  I know delete him!!!  That way no one knows you all are a bunch of pansies who couldn't debate your way out of a wet paper bag!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOOSERS!!!!  I WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ODN, Odious Democrats Neutered :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110738483922023884?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110738483922023884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110738483922023884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110738483922023884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110738483922023884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/liberal-censorship_02.html' title='Liberal censorship!!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110737285775227873</id><published>2005-02-02T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T11:34:17.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steerpikepie message board</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For those debates, like empty10 wants to have.  If you feel like you can take me on in debate, well, you must be on glue, but you are welcome to try here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://steerpikepie.suddenlaunch3.com"&gt;http://steerpikepie.suddenlaunch3.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Loosers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110737285775227873?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110737285775227873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110737285775227873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110737285775227873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110737285775227873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/steerpikepie-message-board.html' title='Steerpikepie message board'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110732412873043686</id><published>2005-02-01T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:02:08.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrestling, Homosexuality &amp; Liberalism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of all sports known to man, wrestling is by far the most homosexual.  Shaved, half naked men telling each other to "suck it" while rolling around on the floor, their oiled naked flesh glistening under the spotlight.  And who are the biggest fans of this "sport"?  Teenaged boys and overweight middle-aged men.  Sounds like the composition of a NAMBLA meeting to me.  Why do we allow this sport to continue?  Can no one see what it is doing to our children?  And to our middle-aged men?  It is turning them all into a bunch of bleeding faeries!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Liberals of course love wrestling, as it suits their homosexual agenda.  Liberals who are not homosexuals are at least homophiles, and will do anything to further spread the disease of homosexuality.  In wrestling they have what might not immediately appear to the naked eye to be pro-homosexual: after all it is portrayed as a simulated combat of sorts and there are on occasion half-naked females, but even the women look like men and are merely there for the lesbians in the audience and the simulated combat is all to further the homosexual agenda.  The Spartans were the greatest military power in Greece yet they were all a bunch of bleeding faeries.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wrestling needs to end.  Homosexuality needs to end.  Liberalism needs to end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tyrrany needs to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See you at NASCAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110732412873043686?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110732412873043686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110732412873043686' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110732412873043686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110732412873043686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/wrestling-homosexuality-liberalism.html' title='Wrestling, Homosexuality &amp; Liberalism'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110731691070130988</id><published>2005-02-01T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:01:50.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caption Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://rmeek141.home.comcast.net/FatTeddy.JPG" alt="Who will save America from Ted Kennedy?"&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110731691070130988?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110731691070130988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110731691070130988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110731691070130988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110731691070130988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/caption-contest.html' title='Caption Contest'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110730761412617169</id><published>2005-02-01T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:26:54.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Atop The Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Steerpikepie sits alone atop the stones.  His hair blows around his face in the wind, obscuring the look in his eyes.  His posture is tight, perhaps angry, none can tell since he is viewed by none.  All is quiet here, in this stone field high above the castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm here!  he yells to the vast pile of masonry crumbling out in all directions beneath him.  Mine, you are mine!  he laughs into the wind, his hair now blown back from his brow, his eyes alight with ambition,  his lips drawn back in a grin so wide it seemed ready to split his face in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He begins to dance, bowing as if to an unseen partner, spinning and moving in a manic pace through the stone courtyard lost high in the sky, forgotten by all but the forgotten.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who first?  he wonders aloud.    Who first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He jumps now to the top of the wall, five feet wide and crumbling, and looks down at the outcast, their homes built as if held to the walls by static, dust colored, inferior, necessary.  Contempt dances now his eyes as he spits down over the wall.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am meant for better things!  he yells in his mind, his villianously beautiful mind, as he dives into the ivy and begins his descent into madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110730761412617169?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110730761412617169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110730761412617169' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110730761412617169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110730761412617169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-atop-stones.html' title='From Atop The Stones'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110719670491045464</id><published>2005-01-31T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T11:06:41.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undermining Islam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For the conservative readers out there, this will come as no surprise, but our liberal friends might find it a bit of a shock. You see, the current war in Iraq is part of a much larger war between Christianity and Islam. Christianity, the religion of freedom and goodness, has been threatened by the Freedom-hating evil religion of the Muhammedan Terrorists, and the West's only chance for survival is the destruction of Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush, in his great wisdom, has taken a two-pronged approach to reach this end. Firstly, direct combat against the terrorists, killing or imprisoning them one by one. This is a basic and practical course of action, but it will not win the war, only aid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush's second goal in this War against Islam is political. By enforcing democracy into Muslim states he undermines the authority of religion and creates a Christian created orthodoxy into the heart of their culture: democracy. Unlike Christianity, which cherishes freedom, the Moor believes in complete slavery to a co-religious and political power who makes false claims to authority from above. It is the core of their religious persuasion. By opening up their minds to the idea that they can create their own governments and their own destiny, it will weaken their dependence upon the Allah Satan and open up their hearts to Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110719670491045464?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110719670491045464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110719670491045464' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110719670491045464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110719670491045464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/undermining-islam.html' title='Undermining Islam'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110713443995125743</id><published>2005-01-30T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T17:20:39.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why are trolls so predictable?  Why do they just say the same things over and over?  Is it because they have nothing to say?  Is it because they are so angry that they can't debate with me that they just need to vent their frustrations as stupidity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am serious here, I am interested in the mindset of the angry mindless troll.  And yes, I probably do mean you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110713443995125743?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110713443995125743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110713443995125743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110713443995125743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110713443995125743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/trolls.html' title='Trolls'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110711540860131018</id><published>2005-01-30T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T12:03:28.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN YOUR FACE LIBERALS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;78% Voter Turnout!  Bwahahahahahahahahaha!  Ain't democracy grand?  Ain't got nothing to say to that, do you liberals?  Iraq is on its way to freedom, and despite the best efforts of terrorists and the American media, nothing is going to stop them.  Feel like admitting you are wrong now?  Didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; think so, ya pansies.  Keep up the whining, and the crying, and maybe some day the whole world will be free!  Then you'd have to get a job.  Do I hear the sound of a million unemployed liberals crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110711540860131018?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110711540860131018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110711540860131018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110711540860131018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110711540860131018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-your-face-liberals.html' title='IN YOUR FACE LIBERALS!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110711525090195923</id><published>2005-01-30T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T11:07:19.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal Debating Tactics 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;One thing about liberals: they are so insipidly moronic and incapable of rational thinking, that they are unable to actually debate the intellectual merits of conservative positions. Seeing as this is the case, the only, and I mean the only resort they have left is to try to attack the character of the conservatives they are debating. This despite the fact that we all know liberals are degenerate, homosexual, lying, atheistical, thieving, embezzling, drunk, stoned, whore-mongering, unpratiotic dead-heads. Where in the hell do they get the hutzpah to challenge the morality and character of conservatives? I mean really, it's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of, beside the fact that liberals exist in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110711525090195923?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110711525090195923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110711525090195923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110711525090195923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110711525090195923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/liberal-debating-tactics-101.html' title='Liberal Debating Tactics 101'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110706326659345911</id><published>2005-01-29T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T11:07:46.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless You, Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We stand on the eve of what history shall prove to be one of the foundational moments of the spread of democracy throughout the world: the Iraqi elections which shall lead to a free Iraq led by a popularly elected body with its own Constitution. Voter turnout is expected to be as high as 80%, I personally suspect that numbers will reach closer to 98%, despite the best efforts of terrorists to jeopardize their greatest chance at liberty. You see, Mr. President, and it is only you that sees this for everyone else is a whiny liberal doubter, but people love freedom and the people of Iraq have been waiting for decades for the United States to wake up and smell the roses. For we, as the only truly free nation on this Earth, owe it to our little brown brothers to give our creation, free representative government, to them. They are too foolish and infantile to determine their own destiny for themselves, it is up to us, Big Brother of the world, to come to them and force them upon the right path. It could be no other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, after all, the most compassionate thing to do. If we see our brothers locked in chains of their own devising, is it not our duty to free them from these shackles, even if to do so would be to cause them great pain in the short run? You know and I know that in the long run, the actions that America has taken will be seen as the greatest act of lovingkindness ever done on this planet, save of course for the sacrifice made by Jesus Christ on the cross. Only you, Mr. President, have had the bravery to go against leaders of all nations, peace-lovers, friends and allies, enemies, terrorists, your own countrymen, to follow the path which you know is right. Liberty and justice for all, through the barrel of a gun. This was the motto of our founding fathers, and it is your motto today. The lives of a few thousand children bombed to death by American planes mean nothing to the drumbeat of liberty marching onward in the Middle East. Mothers crying over their lost loved ones, if only they could find peace in the knowledge that George W. Bush shall set them free, they would have nothing to mourn. The lives of all our brave soldiers over there, killed by those we are saving, while we feel their sacrifice we know that they die for a better tomorrow. There are times, Mr. President, when the only way to peace is war, and there are times, as the great writer George Orwell once said, when War is Peace. This is exactly what we see in the current situation in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have taken a lot of heat, Mr. President, for your Mission Accomplished speech you made nearly two years ago now. But I offer no criticism for this speech, because you knew then as everyone shall realize tomorrow that although the road we have travelled has been tough, it was all over that day in May when the statue of Saddam Hussein fell amidst crowds of American soldiers keeping the Iraqi people at bay so that the moment might be properly cherished by a handful of returned ex-patriates. Iraq was ours, their country and their minds were in our hands, to mould to our will. And although there have been many detractors willing to blow themselves up for their perverted sense of freedom, you have stuck to your guns, told them to bring it on and damn the pussies who would run away from the difficulties of the task of liberation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, Mr. President, and God bless Iraq. Tomorrow shall be the dawn of a new day for them. It is morning in Iraq, and they are all lining up to vote even as I type these words. It makes me proud to be an American.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110706326659345911?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110706326659345911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110706326659345911' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110706326659345911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110706326659345911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/god-bless-you-mr-president.html' title='God Bless You, Mr. President'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110705521170700301</id><published>2005-01-29T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T19:20:11.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw the unbelievers!</title><content type='html'>pieces if you read this, you are wonderful and you don't need to be in any mob or be on any side of anything as you are you and you are not them.  i like you because you are you and not them.  i like you because you are you and not me.  i just like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110705521170700301?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110705521170700301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110705521170700301' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110705521170700301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110705521170700301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/screw-unbelievers.html' title='screw the unbelievers!'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10493503.post-110705140472934923</id><published>2005-01-29T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T18:16:44.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutbar Liberals</title><content type='html'>So I was at this site that was infested by liberals whose mothers are probably whores who give free sex to donkeys on Sundays.  They don't seem capable of following any kind of conversation, all they want to do is troll good honest conservatives such as myself.  I mean these people don't even have jobs, most of them aren't even American.  They hate America so much, why don't they shut up about it?  If they love Shiites so much why don't they go live in Shiitesylvania?  See how they like it there.  Let's all go marching around whacking ourselves in the face with machetes, that sounds like a perfectly sane thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing.  Why do they hate Christ so much?  They bring every topic back to their hate of Christ.  What did Christ ever do to them besides die on a cross for their filthy sins?  Talk about gratitude, and I thought liberals were supposed to be the compassionate ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10493503-110705140472934923?l=steerpikepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/feeds/110705140472934923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10493503&amp;postID=110705140472934923' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110705140472934923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10493503/posts/default/110705140472934923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steerpikepie.blogspot.com/2005/01/nutbar-liberals.html' title='Nutbar Liberals'/><author><name>Steer Pike Pie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15067538172721013801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
