Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the gene pool...

[khaosworks]

I swear. I'm not making this up. Swear to God.

(kyrielle, I just love you. You find the best things.)

I'm currently doubled over with painful, gut wrenching laughter at the thought of terrorist Afghan rugs taking over planes armed with knitting needles. Or hordes of Afghan Hounds rampaging through the streets, bombs strapped to their bellies and yelping.

Terrorist on plane: "BACK OFF, MISTER, I'VE GOT A RUG AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT!"

Can we line these people up and start pimp-slapping them? Please? Aw, come on. Just a little?

Afghan rugs. Afghan hounds. Afghan-named ski fucking resorts. Christ Almighty.

And you people wonder why I support retroactive abortions.

Addendum (1.00 am): On a more serious note, I understand that people may have concerns about not wanting to support the Taliban regime or providing funds to places that may be funneling them towards terrorist activity. But for the love of Christ, when you start yelling at people for walking their dogs, that's crossed over into tin-foil wearing territory. Get a grip. Or thicker tin-foil.

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[thespian.livejournal.com]

oddly enough, I was *joking* the other day to a friend 'I wonder if sales of afghans have gone down of late,' as I looked through a Harriet Carter catalog at a preponderance of Dale Earnhardt afghans (it's not that they have one...it's that they have a selection...'hmm. I don't think I like the angle that they show the car he died in on this afghan. What other options do we have?')

I grew up in Kitchener (mentioned in the article). There were a LOT of german things in that town that were patriotically renamed in a hurry during WWI. In the 80s, with the large German population, there was some movement to start renaming things back, but it didn't go anywhere.

[khaosworks.livejournal.com]

A friend of mine told me that he was already jokingly referring to the afghans his wife was crocheting as "Victory Blankets". But he was joking.