CapeCodToday Blog Chowder

bitter-crud writes: intelligence ... attracts worthy men.

You are neither intelligent or worthy.

Just bitter and cruddy.

rap, you have now taken too many of your horse tranquilizer pills.

Maybe an overdose, and Tim and his team will be called in to resusitate you.

Viper.

bitter-crud: The gated communities work against people like you.

fireman writes: Back from the ends of the earth.

Female translation: I'm done reading Playboy on the toilet.

Where's the spray?

JC, you have sent crusader into a frenzy. My uncle was a "corrupt" statie. So? During the Depression he had to make money; it wasn't liquor, though, it was tires, or anything he could get his hands on to provide for his family.

Yes, crusader, it's all his fault. He killed the rum-runners and Ms. Worthington.

From Aaron's tail-blazing photo, it is impossible to tell if he is attempting to imitate "The Thinker," or just posing as himself.

New sculpture required for the Village Green, all bids must be presented to the Cape Cod Commission, for "The Poseur."

The Cape Cod Commission would never accept a bid for a beautiful chicken sculpture.

NIMBY.

Aaron, all in good fun.

Have a great New Year.

Your New Year's resolution should be to never enter politics.

capemom, good effort, but Catholics, Papists, receipts? Just put $500 on the line. Do you ask for a receipt when you dump money into the Salvation Army bell-ringers Christmas Cheer bucket, or buying girl scout cookies outside the grocery store? Nobody from the IRS is going to question charitable donations, unless your taxes are a complete and total mess. Ask any reputable accountant, just not one on the Cape.

Asbury Park was where you went to see the Bruce. Now, it's a ghost town. Worse crime and drugs than Hyannis, or Brockton.

"Artificial reefs" "paid for by recreational anglers" sounds political, like expectantly waiting for Deval to show up at an expensive fundraiser on the Cape when all we want is our bingo money.

Maybe he'll sing about it.

"After a great pain, comes a formal feeling.'
Emily Dickinson

Duoh has read all my books.

Probably the only one who has ever appreciated them.

He knows what you mean, even if we don't.

Youngest brother is like yours.

At CC hospitals, parent was left to die.

After transfer, the best physicians ignored blackberry boy and anything he had to say in the emergency rooms. He was too busy with his blackberry and they clearly thought he was a moron.

One of the best specialists in the country had on really old, plaid trousers, and the rest of his outfit was half of his pajama set!

Duoh, he saved him! 5% chance to live. One of the best specialists in the country.

He did not have a blackberry. He just got the job done.

Why does Mr. Wonderful NEVER stop calling for more (bail) money?

The Pilgrim Nuclear Power Plant must not be paying him enough money, or must not be providing him with enough donuts.

Cianci's buddies would have his legs broken, but the bank said no.

He cannot even speel...