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As some of you perished earlier today, so too will some of you be honored. Six of you, specifically, who made us laugh and think and forget our many troubles this week. See who gets the gold stars after the jump.
"That sounds about as cool as this:
HOW A GAWKER COMMENT GETS MADE
Jenniferhdaniel sits at her desk with eighteen windows open, frantically hitting the refresh button and pretending to work on some stupid interview about some stupid small town bullshit when in actuality she is more entertained and intellectually stimulated reading things that Sheila wrote. She scrolls down and reads each comment, trying like hell to dream up some pun or compliment or even better something snarky to write on the board. Her phone rings. It is the county commissioner, the fire chief or the resident "tipster" who is really just the drunk gossip from the church, who is awesome, btw. As awesome as Gawker, actually. One time on Saturday she saw him answer his door in a neglige. She digresses. She checks the "preview comment" button after typing. She publishes her comment. She sighs and wishes she were Pope John Peeps II."
"Interesting article Nick. Especially the point on who is better equipped to assume an executive position! I am secretly hoping that on John McCain's first day in office a small vietnamese man will walk up to the front gate of the White House, blow a dog whistle and McCain will push the button. Then I will finally get a day off from work."
"This is why I only date the illiterate."
"I hit Refresh hoping that lemonade will pour out of my mouse.
Happened once or twice."
"Gossip Girl manages the paradoxical:
A gorgeous cast that is not in the least attractive."
"She once killed a man in Juneau, just to watch him die."
Congrats all! Have a pleasant, politics-free weekend!
