For those of you who aren’t from the South, this is a time-honored phrase meaning “What the fuck were they thinking?” We are prohibited from saying this out loud, due to the if-you-can’t-say-anything-nice rule.
The occasion for this post is that today I learned that sometime in the past week, my hometown newspaper, the Tallahassee Democrat, held a “Blogger’s Luncheon.” Apparently my invitation was lost in the mail.
The luncheon was organized by a reader, and took place in the Democrat headquarters, where attendees wore name tags with their screen names on them. The food consisted of sandwiches from the Dem’s cafeteria, plus whatever the attendees brought with them. What? This is a church supper? They should have invited me–I make a mean coleslaw.
I have to work hard at not being too cynical, but in this case, I’m failing miserably. This is the last gasp of a dying newspaper.
Don’t that just beat all?
ROFLMAO….. How did you hear about this?
Read about on TDO.