The biggest yuk I’ve had this week, besides the blazing heat which has me yukking all the hell over the place, is how the White House is so obsessed with Glen Beck.
You and I and all know that Obamer ain’t right. That whole thing with Shirley Sherrod was orchestrated by Barry the man, again, with you and I and all knowing it.
As he rolled those steel balls in his hand, Barry ordered Shirley to be fired just as soon as he was informed by somebody in the WH press office that Beck’s people just called looking for more information on her matter.
With lips all purple, sweat popping out in big wet beads, Barry rolled the steel balls around and demanded, despite the many pleas and entreaties of those in his surround...
“just fire her now. Fire her before 5 pm. Fire her so the man doesn’t have another show at this administration’s expense,” Barry said through clenched teeth.
Heh.
Man’s nuts.
And watch the marionettes dancing for him.
Sad.
The guy with the chalkboard? I mean, seriously they’re afraid of the guy with the chalkboard?! Who cries?! If they’re scared of him, can we please get somebody else to help us out with Iran, ’cause we’re screwed.
Snort!