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Someone send a camera crew to re-visit that guy when there is snow on the ground.

Wow. And that guy feeds himself and his family?

Oh, he's works of a 'grant' and tax money.

20 bucks on this is a prank.

I would take this guy more seriously if he were dressed in a clown costume.

Well. You have to think of it this way. Compared to Aquatarkus, this guy probably is a genius. It's all relative.

WOW!!!!! What an idiot! Aquasissy fits right in with this fool. Instead of touching the earth with their feet why don't they just bury their head in some concrete.

Our feet connect to our brain.. now there's a brilliant revelation. Our feet connect to the Earth through gravity.. I never thought of that before...
well except when I step on stickers, sharp rocks or Spot's little treasures he leaves in the yard.

This is the kind of drivel that makes one an "artistic luminary?" I wasted my time going into science.

But perhaps I can catch up by connecting my foot with his ass. Repeatedly. Hard.

And look at those puny arms! My wife could kick his ass.

Look up "gormless twat" if you want to see a photo of this guy.

Maybe he could help Mother Gaia by feeding himself to some hungry lions?

Except during the hottest part of summer, I'm always wearing socks, even at home.

Because I love to do what Leftists oppose, now I have a reason to wear them even more often than that. :)

I have always established my connection with mother earth through my ass. Therefore, I wear no underwear. That way my conjules and wangy dong can pick the gravity waves much easier. It also helps when it comes time to wipe my ass after a big crap.
I think the ass forms a much stronger connection with the brain, on me it's about three closer to my head. On the next earth day, I think we should all act as one; take off that underwear, throw them in the washer, you probably need to clean out those shit strains anyway. Walk around all day long without underwear with your pants down. You will become one with all your fellow inhabitants of the world, including the police.
Yes, solidarity with the earth and all your fellow moonbat nuts by taking off your underwear and pulling down your pants. Make it a long-term comitment out of this and you can save the cost of all those Fruit of the Looms.

You can pry my socks off my cold dead feet.

HA! I kill me!

This particular mooooonbat MUST live in Miami. I'd like to see it go to my home town (Anchorage) and make the same assertion. He'd be in the psycho-ward at Providence Hospital before he could say 'mooooose nugget'.

That's why I wear assless chaps. So I can be one with the wind, which ever way is blows...

Eneils Bailey - Don't try that in San Francisco. Death sentence.

You'll be AIDS infected in

less than 5 minutes.

Hey - Y'all ever notice that if you use less than/grater than symbols it cuts off your post?

Well blow me down.

But don't touch my socks!

How much HOT AIR is he producing keeping his piehole flapping in front of that microphone how big is this dweebs carbon footprnt?

Hey, me, too!

I wear assless chaps, that is.

Uhmmm...

"Assless chaps" is redundant. Chaps don't have asses. Ask any cowboy.

"Wearing chaps with no pants" would be the correct terminology.

We know.

I like the idea of assless chaps. I have been struggling for months, trying to walk around with my slacks half way between my crotch and knees. Not being a fan of the hip-hop culture, I found this rather difficult.
You could also color co-ordinate your assless chaps with your butt cheeks by spray painting the cheeks different colors. For instance, on the fourth of July, you could wear white assless chaps and the paint your ass cheeks with red and blue stripes. The fashion possibilities are endless, only limited by your imagination and the strength of the gravity waves that bounce around on your asscheeks and private parts.
Just think, you could be the talk of the party, you and your friends standing around talking about global warming, eating tofu, drinking your own piss, while they admire your fashion statement.
Yes, the world will be a better place, your friends will become smarter,the birds will be singing louder, the sky will be bluer, food will taste better, and the earth's gravity will be your friend.
It would be like living right there, inside a Norman Rockwell painting.

Hey we had a bit of sleet here today and about 10 miles away they had a bit of snow. Oh yea, forgot to tell you we live just outside of Seattle and it not Thanksgiving yet. Nothing to see here now back to the Global Warming speeches.

The left think anyone is a "artistic luminary?" that says the most outlandish leftist BS. It's a race to see who can say the most ridiculous. If they are really wacked out they even give them the Nobel Prize.

One of my objectives in life has been to never have to wear socks again. For the last 20 years or so, I have been striving to accomplish this, by making my way South from Indiana. I found out 8 years ago Orlando isn't far enough. I wonder if Puerto Rico is really as nice as all the Puerto Ricans say it is. Hopefully next year I'll be Miami, or further by then.

It’s been said, “A dinner without wine is like a day without sunshine.” And as a pundit blogger proffered, “A day without socks is like a day with ass-less chaps.”

Only the mis-Gaiaded man believes his feet endure him to the earth….His pseudo-cosmic ‘synaptic’ peda-nexus is actually a physical cahonie-brain connection (imagine what points him to the big “O” in his liberal fantasy).

Some of my liberal friends say piss actually brings out the flavor of tofu. I’m reluctant to try it…I’m too busy touching up my Norman Rockwell art.

His feet connects with his brain? I don't know about that, but I'll tell you what it does connect with on him.

Lets see this dweeb walk barefoot through a field of thorn weeds and see what happens to his tender tootsies SQUAWK SQUAWK SQUAWK HYUK,HYUK,HYUK

Sockless feet. Once again moonbats find a new way to smellify the world.

One can only hope this envirosmegfuck steps on rusty nails with his bare feet and is silenced by lock jaw. May broken glass with hepatitis also find its way into his path. God what a douche!!

The next time someone see,s this dork walking barefooted down the street just scatter some thumbtacks on the sidewalk

I bet you couldn't guess, but I wear assless chaps.

Swallow a tab of psychedelic whatever, and you can speak fluent gibberish as well.

"I bet you couldn't guess, but I wear assless chaps."
Lao,
If you look the same way I look in assless chaps, there is probably not a lot of people that would care to witness the display.
In that respect, I think Gormley has a point. Dispensing with the wearing of socks as opposed to assless chaps does not risk the possibility that your "love bar" is exposed. Of course, within certain groups that would be a plus, but probably would not serve you well at a place like Baskin Robins.

Lao,
I got reprimanded by the principal of my kid's elementary school for walking my kids to school in assless chaps. He did say, "This is not San Francisco, where assless chaps are allowed in school." I guess in SF, assless chaps are also an educational accessory.
It is not a fashion accessory that is suited for all occasions in every part of the country.

Assless chaps save so much time, for the liberal on the go.

It sure would be funny if this doofus was walking down the sidewalk on a hot summer day and stepped into a wad of bubblegum or freash horsie poo

Hey,I use too!