The Key Role of Kathryn Was Played by Roosh at Friday's Happy Hour

Apparently the job of taking attendance fell to Roosh on Friday, since Kathryn made sure everyone knew she'd be in New York. I can just imagine him, perched on a stool with a notebook and a fluffy pink pen, writing down names and concocting lame descriptions of all the participants.

It must have been hard for to come up with positive things to say. I guess all the nastiness takes place behind everyone's back, as evidenced by his comments on Ninja's site.

Asshole of the Week

A Florida blogger quite popular with the one brainers had this to say about the tragedy in Blacksburg:

And about this Cho character…You did this because you hated debaucherous rich kids? Buddy, you went to VIRGINIA FREAKING TECH! It is the school the kids at UVA look down on as being the cheap-beer drinking Ag school full of white trash and kids too stupid to get into Charlottesville. I think Cho would have lasted roughly three hours at UM before he killed half of Coral Gables. Okay, I know he was crazy but his rage just seems a little misplaced. I don’t recall seeing too many BMW’s parked around Blacksburg. And aside from the football players, I have yet to meet a group of Hokies with a penchant for fine cognac. Or vodka. “Your Natty Light and your Milwaukee’s Best weren’t enough? Your F150’s and Camaros weren’t enough?” That might have made some sense.

Virginia Tech is venerable institution renowned for its science and engineering programs. It is quite competitive and attracts Bill Gates wannabes from across the country. The campus beautiful, tranquil in a peaceful mountain setting. The culture is anything but unrefined.

But even in the face of tragedy, this guy can't resist taking a dig at his old highschool rivals. Scumbag.

I'm One of Charlene's Kooky Friends

It recently came to light that my friend Charlene and I share a passion for punishment. I look forward to holding lively debates on the merits of Bound vs. The Crucible, hot wax techniques, and knot tying strategies. Don't knock it 'till you've tried it!

Charlene, do you have anything to add?

"Revenge of the Nerds"

Blog Wars are fun, but Blogger Wars are even better! Since these Happy Hours seem to be rife with danger, lucrative fishing expeditions for blackmail material, who dares attend any more?

We hear that Roosh is calling the boycott, "Revenge of the Nerds." If that's the case, don't the Alpha Betas and the "Pi's" of this bunch have any other friends? I guess some people can't shake the Greek mentality.

To quote the classic movie: All jocks think about are sports; all nerds think about is sex.

We know what Pagan would say to that! Sign us up for the Tri-Lamb mixer!

Blog War: Sluts vs. Virgins

Thong Speed: What Virgins Don't Know
Golden Silence: What This Virgin Knows

Alright, so it isn't really a blog war. Golden Silence makes some solid points, and we certainly don't expect her to give it up to some loser.

It's okay to wait for your pitch, but Pagan's just saying, be ready to play ball.

Update: The comment section is heating up!

No Fool Like an April Fool

Roosh, with acknowledgments to VK and ArJewTino, has launched some sort of April Fool's Day web site, but no one quite gets the joke. He's blogging in gag-me pink and posting a schizophrenic array of "Swingers" references, cup cakes, cheese cakes and puppy porn. What the fuck? Is it a lame attempt to further the warm and fuzzy image he cultivated at Thursday's Happy Hour? Let's see how many sweet young things step in the sticky melted-ice cream mess. Or the dog shit.

Can we name one of the puppy dogs "Princess"?