The story of the Zerb/Malkin Twitter fauxtrage just cries out to be set to music, don’t you think? Something heavy and important-sounding, as befits the seriousness of the situation. Beethoven? Mahler?
Try “Gilligan’s Island“:
Just sit right back and you’ll read a tale
A tale of a Twittering twat
Who misunderstood someone else’s tweet
As a call to get her shot…
She foamed and she frothed and the spittle flew
As she gave forth a hue and cry
To the braindead monkeys at her feet
She shrieked, “Fly, my pretties, fly!”
And off they winged through the intertubes
To scold and complain and kvetch
And demand that Zerb apologize
For a joke they were too dumb to get.
It’s been going on for a long long time
Since at least November or so
Such fragile sensitivity
The wingnuts are starting to show.
So let’s all remember to watch our asses
Whenever we Twitter and Tweet
So as not to offend sensibilities
Of the delicate wingnut clique…
‘Cause they’re clearly about to freak!












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Bravo, JJ. Brilliant.
Hahahaha!
Yeesh, it was a joke. It’s not like she said, “Let’s put rat poison in Malkin’s creme brule” or anything.
Oh, absolutely freakin’ brilliant JJ!
Well done JJ, though I now have the damn song stuck in my head.
My response was less tuneful, but move invective-driven and link-encrusted.
http://kevinswoodshed.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-other-surprising-news-water-found-to.html
I’m all for apologizing when you do something wrong, but one does not apologize to the dogshit for stepping in it.
“One does not apologize to the dogshit for stepping in it.”
I love that!
Ha ha. I hope you guys don’t all have the Gilligan’s Island song burned into your brains now
Rev – Frankly, I don’t think AZ has anything to apologize for. She made a mildly bad joke, so what. Those dumbasses say stuff like that all the time, sometimes they’re joking and sometimes they’re not. What goes around comes around, they should stop embarrassing themselves and suck it up.
Who knew wingnuts were such dainty little doilies??
“…one does not apologize to the dogshit for stepping in it.”
One might if one is Canadian. I actually caught myself apologizing to a support post for street lights with which I collided one (!) time when I wasn’t looking where I was going. Made my American companion’s day, it did! That was a few years ago, and he’s still getting a good laugh from that story!
And, gee, thanks for the musical cramps, JJ. I hated Gilligan the first seventeen times around. That damned thing is worse than a vampire…ya can’t kill it even with a stake in its heart!
Chimera – Hahahaha! Apologizing comes too easily to us. I wiped out on my motorcycle once and the second thing I said when I got my shit together was “I’m sorry…” (the first thing was “Where’s my bike!!????”)