Pinging just a few more who I've enoyed reading during this bruhaha.... I know I've forgotten some, but thanks to everyone who was amusing. :~DIt was just a bit of fun....
LOL - too funny- you should send this in to a newspaper or magazine
Well, I for one, will NEVER vote Republican again as long as I live. In fact, I am going to change my voter registration to DEMOCRAT immediately because of this vile and filthy joke, told by that horrible woman, Laura Bush./ Holier-than-thou FReeper logic
Very out of character for the usually graceful First Lady.
BWAHAHAHAHA!
Can I steal this and post it on my blog (with credit to you of course)?
Humor Ping!!!!
"Milking the horse" wasn't the problem. The problem was that our First Lady mentioned "Desperate Housewives" and Chippendales in any context other than condemnation.
"Our Lady of Perpetually Bunched Panties"
That sums it up! LOL
Was it a male horse? Seriesly, though, I have read here on FR that the Prius is now the "gay" car. Cool that we are the arbiters of taste! Next thing you know, we'll read that the First Lady bets at the race track. Which also has, horrors, horses. Wonder who she has money on for the Derby?
Pinging just a few more who I've enoyed reading during this bruhaha.... I know I've forgotten some, but thanks to everyone who was amusing. :~DLOL!
Thanks for the Friday afternoon pick-me-up.
Clearly some still don't get it.
LOL, thought of you.
Bravo!
Or maybe all this time Paris Hilton has been having Laura Bush moments?
I thought the "jokes" by Laura Bush were pretty lowbrow. But look at the bright side, at least she kept from making jokes about her own last name. A couple of such jokes come to my mind but I would not mention them here. They really are not "funny" either.
In Hebrew, the letters of the alphabet have each assigned a number (for example S might be represented by the number 42, I don't know the actual numbers). Written Hebrew uses only consonants. The total of the number values of the consonants in Nero Caesar (Qasr Nero) add up to 666. Any Jewish scholar in the first century would have understood this, and would have understood that 666 was code for the Emperor Nero. NOT Satan. Nor any of his minions. Nor what we commonly think of today as the Antichrist. Nor even Hillary. You're welcome.
Oh, blast, that wasn't it, hold on a sec:
Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia - Fear of the number 666.
Panophobia or Pantophobia- Fear of everything. (I like that one).
Papaphobia- Fear of the Pope.
(Sigh!!) OK, third time pays for all, as Bilbo's dad used to say:
Michelle Malkin has got her girdle in a knot about Mrs. Bush's humour. Did it ever occur to anyone that Mrs. Bush had just joked about about how Dubya couldn't tell a horse from a cow, and was then just joking about how he couldn't tell a boy horse from a girl horse? And this was not necessarily about masturbating horses?? I mean, masturbating a horse was the first thing that occurred to me, but you all know me, I'm sick. How can all our upright uptight fellow conservatives be thinking of such things? Sheesh! And the stripper joke was a cute shot at Lynn Cheney. I saw the clips last night, Mrs. Bush was not pushing the prurient as most comics will as a matter of course with body language and leering facial expressions. Ho hum...
(These same types would take my "Ho hum" at the end of the last paragraph and ask me why I was inserting a Chinese prostitute into my discussion...)
Speaking for the church of Most Cleansing Suffering, Sandy Vagina said "I guess what most chaffs me is that the first lady has further legitimized this idea that life is supposed to be fun".
I didn't see where the NAGS (National Association of the Godly Serious) weighed in on this weighty issue.
And now an appeal for sanity from the Reverend Arthur Belling of The Church of Saint Loony up the Cream Bun and Jam.
You know, there are many people in the country today who, through no fault of their own, are sane. Some of them were born sane. Some of them became sane later in their lives. It is up to people like you and me who are out of our tiny little minds to try and help these people overcome their sanity. You can start in small ways with ping-pong ball eyes and a funny voice and then you can paint half of your body red and the other half green and then you can jump up and down in a bowl of treacle going 'squawk, squawk, squawk...' And then you can go 'Neurhhh! Neurhh!' and then you can roll around on the floor going 'pting pting pting' ...
Thanks!
It needed to be said.....
I saw lots of new tag lines in there. Thanks