God 1, Limbaugh 0

Note: I promise this claymation thing is only a phase I’m going through. Please bear with me.

Posted by Betty Cracker on 02/17/10 at 01:38 PM • Permalink

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I for one fully support this phase.

Comment by dewberry on 02/17/10 at 01:47 PM

I for one fully support this phase.

Ditto.

Comment by Kevin K. on 02/17/10 at 02:04 PM

Ha ha, “ditto.” Get it? Get it?! I swear, that was unintentional.

Comment by Kevin K. on 02/17/10 at 02:05 PM

Betty, please teach me Claymation so I can stop getting sandbagged by your fucking genius videos on the Front Page. Words alone can’t compete with this stuff!

Comment by StrangeAppar8us on 02/17/10 at 02:12 PM

Me too! I want to learn teh awesome Claymation too! Of course, nobody could play God as well as you.

Comment by Glix on 02/17/10 at 02:22 PM

Count me as a Betty Cracker dittohead too!

Comment by marindenver on 02/17/10 at 02:38 PM

I happen to like this phase. Please never grow up.

Comment by gimmeabreak on 02/17/10 at 04:39 PM

Someone has been watching Moral Orel repeats at 1 am…

Comment by Morbo on 02/17/10 at 04:51 PM

Not much of a god person but I loved this. Limbaugh has never known an empty cupboard or fridge. His suggestion of a bag of chips as lunch should send major warning signals to his ditto heads, but it won’t. Sigh.

Comment by Colleen on 02/17/10 at 07:49 PM

Between you and Mrs. Polly, I am in awe of the visual arts skills on this blog.

Comment by Oblomova on 02/17/10 at 09:32 PM

Betty, may your affair with Claymation never end. For one thing, it was the only way I could get through that astonishingly Dickensian villain’s apoplectic heavings and yawpings. For another, the expressions on his face are A-1! And that he is sitting on the box of Play-Doh that gave him birth gives a real oomph to the term “doughy pant-load.”

Brava, Bravissima.