Moderator’s Notes:
Let’s all please keep in mind that this thread is in MPSIMS. If I find too many things that are political in nature, I’m shipping this thread off to the Pit.
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are about the extent of what I’ll tolerate.
Thank you.
See? cbawlmer’s post is exactly what I mean. Too political. We’re gonna go no farther down this path. Wish I’da posted my notes about a half-hour ago.
Nah, she was under the desk!
Really? That’s pitworthy? And I didn’t even express how I really feel!
GWB did not drop nuclear bombs on any Middle Eastern country.
GWB did not try to declare ketchup a vegatable.
GWB did not lose his job because he wanted to give jerk-off advice to school children.
GWB did not yell “That bitch set me up” over and over while being arrested in the company of crack and the whores who love it.
GWB did not make a video of himself having sex with either Pamela Anderson or Paris Hilton. Or Tommy Lee or Rick Solomon for that matter.
GWB did not sell arms to Iran.
GWB did not graduate with honors.
GWB did not do prison time.
GWB did not chock on a chicken bone.
GWB did not fall off a segway.
GWB did not upchuck on the Japanese Prime Minister.
He never found the Air National Guard unit in Montgomery, Alabama.
hes never been able to look at let alone eat another pretzel since the incident with the table…
Not standing alone, but because of the arguments it would inevitably spark. Sadly, that’s the nature of politics.
He’s never made a commercial for Weight Watchers.
John Lennon never wrote a song about his mum. Thang God for that.
Bette Midler never said she’d like to take a crack at him.
Dame Edna never called him “possum.” Wait, let, me check. Hey, that’s not political, is it?
Not only did he not chock on a chicken bone, he didn’t choke on one either. Or a catfish bone. Or a toe nail. But he did, in fact, fall off a segway as my son has pointed out to me.
Well, let’s give him some credit:
He didn’t nuke France.
He didn’t make it legal to shoot Muslims on sight.
He didn’t close all the public schools and give the money to the army.
He didn’t (thank heavens) write his memoirs.
He hasn’t been caught chanting, “Badger, badger, badger…”
He hasn’t been mistaken for a piano teacher named Percy.
He hasn’t chopped down a cherry tree.
He hasn’t sold his flight suit on E-Bay.
He’s never sung background vocals on a Dixie Chicks song.
He’s never paid state income taxes.
He’s never covered for me while I have a doctor’s appointment.
That’s hysterical.
He’s never longed to be a tampon.
Cite?
Neither have I.
He’s never washed my truck.
He’s never sent me a tax rebate check.
He’s never done anything to deserve a Klondike Bar.
He hasn’t found any weapons of mass destruction
He’s never referred to a new building as “a monstrous carbunkle on the face of an old friend”.