Sunday, April 19, 2009
The Kind Of Gigantic Presidential Cajones Fawning Idiot Bag-Lickers Can Believe In
Achtung, achtung: this just in from Idiot Central (No link- not now, not ever)- the jug-eared child-moron who pretends to understand his predecessor's job has "gigantic Presidential cajones."
"In fact, Obama even cut W down at the inauguration, while the petulant one was sitting just a few feet away. That's someone in possession of gigantic Presidential cajones."
Actually, Vanessa, that's the very definition of petulant. But hey- you go girl!!!
"Gigantic Presidential Cajones." Wow. I love that; I am on that like a fucking lamprey. I will dine out on that with my evil right-wing friends for months. That's the kind of fawning sucker drivel I can believe in. Can you not just feel the vibe happenin' there?
Speaking of suckers: what with the popularity on the left these days of this whole tea-bagging thing, how do the Gigantic Presidential Cajones taste? Salty? Sweet? Unicornish? Rainbowy?
Must be good, judging by all that Obamagoo on your cheeks.
Ooh. Got some in your hair, too.
Just sayin'.
Oh: that burning sensation in your cheeks? That's the heat generated by your brain realizing its own stupidity.
HT: Red Forman
"In fact, Obama even cut W down at the inauguration, while the petulant one was sitting just a few feet away. That's someone in possession of gigantic Presidential cajones."
Actually, Vanessa, that's the very definition of petulant. But hey- you go girl!!!
"Gigantic Presidential Cajones." Wow. I love that; I am on that like a fucking lamprey. I will dine out on that with my evil right-wing friends for months. That's the kind of fawning sucker drivel I can believe in. Can you not just feel the vibe happenin' there?
Speaking of suckers: what with the popularity on the left these days of this whole tea-bagging thing, how do the Gigantic Presidential Cajones taste? Salty? Sweet? Unicornish? Rainbowy?
Must be good, judging by all that Obamagoo on your cheeks.
Ooh. Got some in your hair, too.
Just sayin'.
Oh: that burning sensation in your cheeks? That's the heat generated by your brain realizing its own stupidity.
HT: Red Forman
