Well, Twisty over at IBTP hasn't posted in a long time. People are getting worried. What would we do without her?
In the hopes that she's just fine and having too much fun to post, here's a tribute song written by somebody else, and a picture of a salamander that is totally unrelated.
The Corrido of Twisty Faster's Brain
All the people who despise the Presidente
Love the Austin gal they know as Twisty Faster
She's the favorite of the blogging cognoscent-ay
And she bends her knee to neither god nor master.
She's the reigning queen of patriarchy blaming
And her prose is bright and elegantly snarky
She excels at all kick-assing and take-name-ing
And exhorts us all to blame the patriarchy.
(chorus)
Oh the sun it shines like oil upon the mole
And the dogs they beg and whine, they're getting barky
And the sexist trolls are thicker than pozole
Everybody dance, and blame the patriarchy!
When the body politic's especially leprous
That is when our spinster aunt leaps into action
With the portion of her brain that is obstrep'rous
She will blame the patriarchs 'til they're in traction.
But one morning when the bullshit overloaded
Oh, it nearly spelled the end of our dear Twisty
That was when that portion of her brain exploded
And they heard the blast way down in Corpus Christi.
(chorus)
In a tiny room, the benches wrapped in paper
Twisty Faster she awaits her doctor's sentence
While the other spinster aunts outside they caper
And the nations' patriarchs escape repentance.
Till the men stop their reflexive woman-shaming
And the patriarchy gets all non-existy
We will need to keep on patriarchy blaming
Everybody raise a glass to our dear Twisty!
(chorus)
Oh the sun it shines like oil upon the mole
And the dogs they beg and whine, they're getting barky
And the feminists are hotter than pozole
Everybody dance, and blame the patriarchy!
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