Sure, nothing envelopes one in the warm, steamy, nutmeg-scented miasma of holiday satisfaction quite like getting all up in the ACLU’s grill. And nothing says the Spirit of Giving quite like foisting cheap, vulcanized ”Just Say Merry Christmas!” bracelets from Vietnam on all your friends and relatives, because who doesn’t enjoy being bullied by their own wrist; at least until the kids discover this large, peremptory rubber band lying forgotten in the junk drawer and it becomes the key element in an Improvised Paperclip Delivery System.
Instead, we’d like to ask everyone who is able to help out Anntichrist Coulter’s friend Lee. As most of you know, Annti has a heart as big as Denny Hastart’s ass, and she worked tirelessly in the aftermath of Katrina, driving around devastated areas and delivering urgently needed supplies, many of them bought with donations from the online community. And typically, she has taken up the cause of another deserving soul, despite her own considerable health problems. A more detailed explanation of Lee’s situation can be found by clicking on the link below, but in brief, Lee suffers from Neurofibromatosis-1,or Elephant Man’s Disease.* To quote Annti:
One of my kids has NF-1, so I came across the information the hard way.
If you want to offer an AKA for NF-1, you might say, “formerly known as Von Recklingshausen’s Disease.”
Instead, we’d like to ask everyone who is able to help out Anntichrist Coulter’s friend Lee. As most of you know, Annti has a heart as big as Denny Hastart’s ass, and she worked tirelessly in the aftermath of Katrina, driving around devastated areas and delivering urgently needed supplies, many of them bought with donations from the online community. And typically, she has taken up the cause of another deserving soul, despite her own considerable health problems. A more detailed explanation of Lee’s situation can be found by clicking on the link below, but in brief, Lee suffers from Neurofibromatosis-1,
The short version is that Lee has been diagnosed with a brain tumor, which is part of her disease, and that this tumor is pressing down on 8 of the 15 major nerve branches in her brain, as well as causing blockages and constriction of most of her major blood vessels in her brain.Doctors have been found who are willing to donate their services, but as you can imagine, there are many other costs involved. So if you can manage it, please consider giving whatever you can to assist Lee. Maybe it won’t do anything to Save Christmas, but it just might save a life.
*Per Mrs. Tarquin Biscuitbarrel: Neurofibromatosis type 1 is NOT called “Elephant Man’s Disease.” John Merrick, the man known as the Elephant Man, was afflicted with Proteus Syndrome, which is much rarer and much more severe.
If you want to offer an AKA for NF-1, you might say, “formerly known as Von Recklingshausen’s Disease.”
4 Responses to “Maybe a Slightly Better Way to Celebrate the Season”
“As most of you know, Annti has a heart as big as Denny Hastart’s ass…”
BWUAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!
Scott, darlin’, you slay me. You really really do. That is definitely getting printed-out and framed to hang on my wall. I’ve gotta a compliment or two in my day, but that is the ALL-TIME KEEPER.
And bless you and the saintly S.Z. (St. Francis of Assisi is a rank amateur compared to that broad) so much for thinking of Lee & me at a time like this, when the world is so fraught with frothing-at-the-mouth xmas zombies and their overweening obsession about shoving things down other people’s throats, not least of all that damnably inaccurate, utterly manufactured, and completely pointless “holiday” of theirs.
Thank you so much. I swear, if I had the capabilities, I’d order strippers & margaritas delivered on dry ice to you and S.Z., Scott, I really would. Of course, you have to thaw out the strippers yourselves, but you’ll figure it out…
Love y’all so much. And not in a real-estate-agent/Amway-sales-zombie sorta way, either, y’all know that, right?
http://forleola.blogspot.com/
BWUAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!
Scott, darlin’, you slay me. You really really do. That is definitely getting printed-out and framed to hang on my wall. I’ve gotta a compliment or two in my day, but that is the ALL-TIME KEEPER.
And bless you and the saintly S.Z. (St. Francis of Assisi is a rank amateur compared to that broad) so much for thinking of Lee & me at a time like this, when the world is so fraught with frothing-at-the-mouth xmas zombies and their overweening obsession about shoving things down other people’s throats, not least of all that damnably inaccurate, utterly manufactured, and completely pointless “holiday” of theirs.
Thank you so much. I swear, if I had the capabilities, I’d order strippers & margaritas delivered on dry ice to you and S.Z., Scott, I really would. Of course, you have to thaw out the strippers yourselves, but you’ll figure it out…
Love y’all so much. And not in a real-estate-agent/Amway-sales-zombie sorta way, either, y’all know that, right?
http://forleola.blogspot.com/
I bless Annti to the stars for trying to help out a friend… may I ask W’O for a tiny correction? Neurofibromatosis type 1 is NOT called “Elephant Man’s Disease.” John Merrick, the man known as the Elephant Man, was afflicted with Proteus Syndrome, which is much rarer and much more severe.
One of my kids has NF-1, so I came across the information the hard way.
If you want to offer an AKA for NF-1, you might say, “formerly known as Von Recklingshausen’s Disease.”
One of my kids has NF-1, so I came across the information the hard way.
If you want to offer an AKA for NF-1, you might say, “formerly known as Von Recklingshausen’s Disease.”
Thank you, dear! That was quick!
Mrs. TB, darlin’ heart, blessings upon your oh-so-kind-loving-and-patient-head and upon your young’un…
And I’m glad that Scott fixed it, too, ’cause as many wonderful bloggers/writers as have helped us out by plugging the blogs/fundraiser, about half of them (and 60% of their commenters) have made that erroneous NF-1/”Elephant Man disease” connection, and I’ve had to run around like a chicken with my head cut off, trying to be polite and gentle whilst correcting the wonderful people who have been so kind as to help us and Lee.
Thank you so much for the backup, and bless you so much for being there for your blessed child, who is obviously soooooo lucky to have been born to a woman like you, as are all of your brilliant and hell-raising spawn.
Lee was always treated like the family “dog” by her original “family” — never slept anywhere but on the FLOOR until last year, when Helen, the assistant manager where she works, GAVE her a bed. If it weren’t for Susan (general store manager), she not only wouldn’t have a job or money (thanks to the ever-cluster-fucked SSA), she wouldn’t have a roof over her head, a bed, food, clothes, and a REAL family who loves her, teases her, and loves on her like that wonderful girl deserves.
And knowing just a bit of what Lee’s been through in her life just makes me so much more grateful that wonderful humans like you are on the planet, Mrs. Biscuitbarrel.
http://forleola.blogspot.com/
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And I’m glad that Scott fixed it, too, ’cause as many wonderful bloggers/writers as have helped us out by plugging the blogs/fundraiser, about half of them (and 60% of their commenters) have made that erroneous NF-1/”Elephant Man disease” connection, and I’ve had to run around like a chicken with my head cut off, trying to be polite and gentle whilst correcting the wonderful people who have been so kind as to help us and Lee.
Thank you so much for the backup, and bless you so much for being there for your blessed child, who is obviously soooooo lucky to have been born to a woman like you, as are all of your brilliant and hell-raising spawn.
Lee was always treated like the family “dog” by her original “family” — never slept anywhere but on the FLOOR until last year, when Helen, the assistant manager where she works, GAVE her a bed. If it weren’t for Susan (general store manager), she not only wouldn’t have a job or money (thanks to the ever-cluster-fucked SSA), she wouldn’t have a roof over her head, a bed, food, clothes, and a REAL family who loves her, teases her, and loves on her like that wonderful girl deserves.
And knowing just a bit of what Lee’s been through in her life just makes me so much more grateful that wonderful humans like you are on the planet, Mrs. Biscuitbarrel.
http://forleola.blogspot.com/
http://thumbsnap.com/v/76FignZu.jpg
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