Bonedigger, bonedigger, dogs in the moonlight, far away my well lit door.
Mr. Beerbelly, beerbelly, take thiese mutts away from me, ‘cause I don’t find this stuff amusing anymore.
I’ve been watching Al Sharpton make a fool of himself since the mid-to-late 1980s, when he was a frequent guest on the Morton Downey, Jr. Show. Even back then he was a caricature of himself.
Sharpton’s stuff hasn’t amused me since he ran for President, so long ago when Barack was just a twinkle in Soros’s eye!