Thursday, August 21, 2008

Since you didn't ask...

If you need one more reason to vote for John McCain, and at this point I can't imagine why you would, here it is:
Harry Ried says he "can't stand John McCain".

Wow! Talk about an endorsement! Nevada's King of Nepotism is right up there with West Virginia's corn pone gasbag Robert "Bobby" Byrd when it comes to congressional pigs at the trough.
This pusillanimous putz has the balls of a second story burglar as he breaks into our piggy banks on an almost daily basis. It also doesn't help that he looks like everybody's high school principal. You know...the one who told you he was paddling your ass "for your own good". Bastard!
Do you think the RNC can get all of that on a bumper sticker?

Here are a couple of other items that have my shorts in a knot:

John Haines of Colorado has offered to donate a giant chunk of snow-white marble to replace the cracked Tomb of the Unknowns at Arlington National Cemetery.
Seems simple enough doesn't it?
NO. The federal government says he can't do it! Thurman Higgenbotham the deputy superintendent of Arlington says that congress requires this job to be put up for bid. The latest estimate is that this will cost us taxpayers somewhere around $2.2 million dollars. Mr. Higgenbotham says that it's important that Arlington make the tomb right again and I agree.
However, what I want to know is who is the numbnuts in charge of shopping for the government?
$2.2 million dollars...or FREE??? Uh....let's see, which one is the better deal? Get Trump on the horn.


And...since I'm venting.
From now on I am making it a rule that no adults can eat corn on the cob in front of another human being. I realize that this is harsh, but it must become the law of the land.
Corn on the cob is delicious, but from this day forward if you are over the age of eight you must gnaw on this food by yourself in the bathroom or over the kitchen sink.

Kids are cute when they tackle corn on the cob.









ADULTS ARE NOT!



1 comment:

Chris Carmichael said...

After the McCain camp calls you for the VP slot, your diplomacy would be:
"rack 'em up. scratch the eight ball and we'll invade."