I's a Dixie Boy through and through ... who likes grits and pone ... just as sure as I's again' abortion and fo guns ... y'all!
wanted as the nominee. Why the polls show him in 1st and 2nd
is beyond insane. Romneycare/Mass Kennedy liberal/flip flop.
We think you’re pretty cheesy too Mitt.
Mitt R0mney is such a ****ing doofus, Good God!
Vinny Gambini: So , Mr. Romney, what do you like for breakfast?
Mittens: Eggs and grits.
Vinny Gambini: Eggs and grits. I like grits, too. How do you cook your grits? Do you like them regular, creamy or al dente?
Mittens: Just regular I guess.
Vinny Gambini: Regular. Instant grits?
Mittens: No self respectin’ Southerner uses instant grits. I take pride in my grits.
Vinny Gambini: So, Mr. Romney, how could it take you 5 minutes to cook your grits when it takes the entire grit eating world 20 minutes?
Mittens: I don’t know, I’m a fast cook I guess.
Vinny Gambini: I’m sorry I was all the way over here I couldn’t hear you did you say you were a fast cook, that’s it?
Mittens: Yeah.
Vinny Gambini: Are we to believe that boiling water soaks into a grit faster in your kitchen than anywhere else on the face of the earth?
Mittens: I don’t know.
Vinny Gambini: Well, I guess the laws of physics cease to exist on top of your stove. Were these magic grits? Did you buy them from the same guy who sold Jack his beanstalk beans?
Every bit as bad as Nelson Rockefeller trying to eat a Coney Island hot dog from the side, Teresa Heinz-Kerry asking the cashier at Wendy’s “what’s chili?” or Sargent Shriver trying to order a Courvoisier in a West Virginia tavern.
I’m not qualified to speak about Myth’s “Southern credentials” — I’m a dam Yankee. But my husband grew up in Alabama and Mississippi, took a shotgun every time he went fishing as a kid to defend himself against the cottonmouth snakes.
He says he has NEVER NEVER NEVER seen any Yankee as shamelessly fake and repellent as Romney (okay, maybe Kerry was worse). Of course, my husband’s language is a lot more colorful than that :-)
Pray today for the primaries. NOT-ROMNEY must WIN ALL!!!!
Hold muh beer while I start up my Cadillac!
"Awww don't feel no ways tard...ahve come too farrrrr from where I started frum."
Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t Cheesy Grits a Food Network thing?
Real grits have salt, pepper and butter in them and are served with fried eggs.
Too glib, too affable, too malleable, the eRepublican answer to Algore.
If that pandering idiot had any brains, he would be ashamed of himself. What an embarrassment! I can’t stand listening to him any more than I can Obama.
Mitt Romney’s dog don’t hunt.
Well, I guess that would explain why my line of barbecue lighters with the picture of General Sherman on them fell so flat in Atlanta.