To Hell with Sandy Hook. To Hell with Hadiya Pendleton. Cops, who cares about Cops?
It’s our God Given Right to threaten the President. It’s our God Given Right to turn Kids & Cops into Moving Targets. It’s our God Given Right to “Wango Tango.”
Ted Nugent is an American Hero, arming himself against the tyranny of a wildly popular, twice elected, deeply thoughtful, black president.
It’s our God Given Right to Bear Arms. It’s our God Given Right to Overthrow Blacks. As sure as it’s our God Given Right to kiss the Episcopal Ring of a Pedophile Kingpin and proud member of the Hitler Youth.
There are 31 bloody dots connecting Columbine to Sandy Hook. In the time it took The Media to distract us with “thoughts and prayers,” the heartbreak over another school shooting has been replaced with a ban on sideboob at the Grammys.
Our national priorities are a glorious reflection of our true nature.
God forbid we tune-in for a glimpse of sideboob. God Forbid! The Media is there to keep us in a constant state of fear: Unhinged Gunmen, Nuclear North Korea and the biggest threat of all, Experian.
Ask not what your Credit Report can do for you. Ask what you can do for your Credit Report.
When the Chicago Sun-Times published the 2nd Inaugural Address of President Barack Hussein Obama, I snatched a copy from the paper and brought it home, so I could read it to myself, out loud, and take it in.
That’s how much of a dork I am.
I’m not expecting much tonight from the State of the Union because the Capitol Rotunda is going to be filled with men & women who think the word ‘accountability’ doesn’t apply to them. When Dick Cheney, a 1st rate war criminal, is calling cabinet appointments “2nd rate,” and no one on the Republican Side of the Aisle has the audacity to call him an asshole, we’ve lost our fucking minds.
My fellow Americans, welcome to Backwards Land, where the State of our Union is Crazy In The Eyes Crazy. For proof, you need look no further than the guest sitting next to Steve Stockman, the Republican Representative from the Great State of Pro-Secession Texas.
Turns out, “Cat Scratch Fever” is a song dedicated to the rash Lady Liberty discovered on her twat the night after Ted Nugent blew all of his money on magazine clips and couldn’t be bothered to spend any of his spare change on rubbers.
You can’t measure the pursuit of happiness without collateral damage.