Watching these pompous, phoney, lying, cheating, scum-bucket pols and cabinet sycophants filing in is enough to make me want to lose my dinner. Such phoniness, such shameful display of phoney, lying, fake, deceitful smiles, and hugs, kisses, slaps on the back. Can’t help but just want to barf.
Amen, sister!
I can’t bear to watch. (I’m afraid of making unladylike comments in front of my children.) If you good people don’t mind, I’ll do the U.N. thing and let you translate the double-speak for me through my headset (or monitor, in this case).
The prominade gives us a chance to see if we can spot the enemy by name!
Don’t hold back; how do you really feel?
Can I get an AMEN!?!?! (which is why I'm only following along in my Free Republic guidebook...)