Bias’s are, besides funny looking on paper as a word, pretty funny in life. For instance, you are biased toward your children. And all the rest of us are snickering behind our hands pretending to cough or yawn because, lady, that snot slinger is about the homeliest most retarded spawn to ever roam the earth off of his knuckles. You are biased towards certain explanations such as the Illuminati ruling the world. And, given an extra two seconds of thought, ANYBODY would conclude Little Green Men from Roswell are controlling the mind of the President because JFK forgot to wear his tinfoil hat one day because he was meeting Marilyn for some seriously hot Monkey Love and the hat messed up his hair and from then on the secret was lost to his predecessors because he was ordered to purge all files and then he had that minion lackey in the Army in MI write the “super expose” about “what REALLY happened” which was just National Enquirer level crap because the Nazi’s were controlled by the aliens nemesis who would never have voluntarily given up the secret of anti-gravity to Hitler who was financed by Ford anyway since the Lend-Lease Program gave a heck of a lot of cars to Soviet Russia at taxpayer expense-none of the ingrate bastard were even buying cars at all whining and caterwauling about joblessness and such.
So, yes, your kid is ugly and retarded and so are your conspiracy theories. Your bias’s are funny as hell to us all. And don’t get me started on normalcy bias. You are so blinded by the need for things to stay normal, a nuclear bomb could detonate in the Long Beach port, with the only piece of shrapnel surviving having a ChiCom flag on it, and amongst the uproar you would still be petitioning your city counsel to sue the homeless under the bridges because they were depressing your property values. But other bias’s are even better. Gold Plated Hoo-Hoo bias is endemic here in Elko, Nevada. All the fat and ugly bitches think their gold plated girl parts are wearing a tiara and glittering with diamonds, only to be opened for a high income mine worker. They actually think their crap is special. Oh, some jog and diet, but those are after the executive class types. Most are just hogs waiting at a trough for Mr. Fat Wallet to buy then another Subway Ten Foot Long. But enough about my problems ( I have Funny M-F’er Bias ). Let’s cover other bias’s. Inflation bias. Citizen First Class bias. And Surplus bias. Oh, sorry-what’s that sound? Our time is up. Continued next post.
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