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IMPORTANT!!! Because of some suspected "freeping" (why do people bother with this? Its LAME) we have changed some of the voting methodology. Click read more.....

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Could you please reconsider

Could you please reconsider using ablist language like "lame" in this post? My husband is lame. "Freepers" are being jackasses, or stupid, or just irritating.

I'd like to be able to link my readers to continue to vote and see great Canadian feminist blogging, but I blog about disability issues and ablism, so I hope you can see the quandry.

I'm in !!

I barely got in on the first round, but I made it in plenty of time on this the final round. I didn't nominate anyone, I don't get around much. Truth is I haven't even been here that much lately. Sure I have excuses, but not good ones ( shoveling snow off the front lawn doesn't count ).

A round of congrats to all who were nominated, all the finalists and the eminent and estimable pair of blogmistresses who kicked the tires and lit the fires on the F-word blog awards.

'Tis plenty of good reading in the slate of nominees.

A H/T to pale for your recent recommended list diary at dKos. A great post and a heck of a discussion in the comments ( all that and grammar police too, yowza ).

Just a little feminist ....

... humour, so to speak. Proof that women can do anything.

The CIA had an opening for an assassin. After all of the background checks, interviews, and testing were done there were three finalists: two men and one woman. For the final test, the CIA agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun.

"We must know that you will follow your instructions, no matter what the circumstances. Inside this room you will find your wife sitting in a chair. You have to kill her."

The first man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife."

The agent replies, "Then you're not the right man for this job."

The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. Then the agent came out with tears in his eyes. "I tried, but I can't kill my wife."

The agent replies, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."

Finally, it was the woman's turn. Only she was told to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one shot after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "You guys didn't tell me the gun was loaded with blanks. I had to beat him to death with the chair."


See even a humourless feminazi like me can laugh at a good joke, and that's what the F-word Awards is all about!

Thanks, Willy! :)