And just a few days ago on this very SDMB board, somebody (was it you, Happy Lendervedder?) pointed out the headline:
Santorum surges from behind in Iowa
(sorry, can’t find the link to the thread right now), but it seems perfectly right to repeat it in this thread too.
Oh yeah - right.
That’s right - definition one, frothy mixture of lube and feces; definition two, Rick Santorum, US politician. I laughed. 
That was my thread. It just sort of dribbled out.
Best. Headline. Ever. I remember when Savage first put out the call to take the name… and was thrilled this year when it appears to be doing its work. Most successful passive-aggressive political campaign ever and almost makes up for Savage’s endorsement of the mother-loving Iraq war.
CNN currently has an article about Ron Paul’s criticism of our favorite politician/sex term:
Mmmmm, I’ll have the salad, and pile on that santorum, please!
So, do they ever interview little old ladies who say things like, “I just love that Santorum!” 
so tasty you’ll lick up every bit.
[del]Chicken[/del]Santorum salad. The other, other white meat.
Seriously, I’m feeling ill just thinking about this food item.
The website of Pizza Ranch warned me to have a towel ready. That’s always a good idea when you’re about to encounter Santorum.
But then just as I was about to make some more jokes here…all the music ground to a screeching halt. The Boone Pizza Ranch doesn’t have chicken salad on its menu. It’s got a whole load of things you probably wouldn’t eat on a dare, but chicken salad isn’t one of them. Could this be “myth busted” on “Santorum Salad”?
Once you do, you’ll understand this:
The moral of this particular story is
never, EVER piss off Dan Savage.
Well, the first few google results were all just reposts after a single, supposed Twitter tweet, but Huffington Post has a whole article; sure, it might still be BS, but at least it’s more than just a few words in a tweet.
Poll results as of 10PM EST show Santorum in a three way with Paul and Romney.
Sweet…
That’s a pretty hot three-way, but the side action is a little sad. You got Santorum all over the big Mitt, with Paul so close he can smell it. But then you got Newt who shot his wad way too early to get any real action. Perry’s standing awkwardly by not sure what to do next. Bachmann’s just begging for someone to give it to her big time, but as they say, “Never put your caucus in the crazy.”
Huntsman never really had a chance at this freak orgy, as the sexiest thing he could bring to the table was his missionary position.
Interesting side note: this is the first time in 30 years that there hasn’t been a trim Bush or hard-driving Dick in the mix.
What’s for dessert there, runny chocolate ice cream with whipped topping?
Naturally, the head chef.
Best thing about Santorum Salad? You can eat the same batch over and over and over and over and over. And between meals, you get to have sex!
I can hear the sound-byte now: “…I put that sh-t on Everything…!”
Brillliant.
Heh heh heh.
That’s the funniest summary of the current US political environment and Republican race I’ve seen in a while. Thank you, thank you.