Showing posts with label Mammon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mammon. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

You Never Write, You Never Call --Kevin Dujan Is Back At Hillbuzz

Kevin Dujan Donation Fever
And his own admin accidentally debunked his New Website $ob-$tory. 


Kevin Dujan  returned to Hillbuzz after another prolonged absence, ascribing it to chronic ill-health. But his current flock hive of shearlings worker bees doesn't know that the last time he went AWOL, he came back with a different heartrending tale.


Now it is the official position of Snarkopolitan to wish everyone the best of health.  So if Kevin Dujan is as ill as he says, this "out to get him" blog's proprietress hopes he makes a complete recovery.

But it's not like Dujan hasn't pulled this disappearing act before, as detailed in the post below.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Hillbuzz: Ask Not For Whom The Bull Trolls

Dujan Vue
Seeing the world through troll-colored glasses

To Kevin Dujan, the World's Crappiest Cult Leader, All the World's a Troll. Take his easy online Troll Recognition Course, available for only a few easy payments, and learn how the slightest dissent turns anyone, even a long-term supporter, into a troll! (worst crime: "Kevin, could you maybe edit this a little?") Watch as Bev The Enforcer drop-kicks discussions into the next time-zone ("This is trolling, and has to end NOW!") and thrill as hapless regulars try to absorb Harvey Bilk's rampant paranoia in instructional form:

"(2) Keep using logic and calm, reasoned tones with the trolls. Keep calling them out, but in a non-flaming, non-name-calling way. Just keep saying, “You might not mean to, but you sure sound like a troll for the following reasons…” or “What you are saying sounds really fishy, almost as if you were a plant sent here by the Romney Campaign or the Cocktail Party GOP establishment.

Very almost rational and non-flaming, there, Harvey. Now I'm beginning to wonder if you're not a DNC plant yourself, placed to lure conservatives into making an ever-more ludicrous spectacle of themselves as they cast each other into the Truth Pond and watch the innocents sink.

Special Blingee of Merit for Comment Most Likely To Finish Pushing Harvey Over The Edge:


Have you thought about setting up a paypal account (or something similar) for donations? I’d give in a heartbeat.




Harvey's Bilking Machine

Oh, I think he has, dallasbound. Good luck on your trip! Call when you get there; we worry. (H/T: my esteemed colleague and fellow-prosecutee--Betty Cracker. Hey Kevin--CASSEROLES. BOO!)

Brought to you as always by Mrs. Polly of Snarkopolitan, the undead blog, jolted to life by this very same Harvey Bilk, and serving the I Can't Believe I Was Hillbuzzed! Community since about yesterday this time. Hello, Recoverees!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Succumbing to the Cries of the Masses

This image was my Valentine to Rumproast, Brooklyn's Meatiest Blog. Since then, positively fours of people have implored me to turn it into a T-shirt. Their little upturned faces were so hopeful, I could not but accede. You can either push the lurid green Cafe Press button on the left, or click here.

I hope this puts an end to Snarkopolitan's descent into tawdry commerce, just after I note that the airborne Rumproast is also available as a barbecue apron, mug, hooded sweatshirt, and doggie T-shirt, in case your canine isn't enough embarrassed to be seen wearing clothes.