Posted on 01/09/2017 8:46:04 AM PST by DeathBeforeDishonor1
The "collateral beauty" of Trump winning is ongoing and entertaining.
There once was a harpy from Frisco
Coated in thick layers of Crisco
Her skin was drawn taut
But her mind, alas, was not
She's now as relevant as disco
Most excellent.
So true. The media are doing their best to make Schumer’s snark sound ominous and meaningful but it’s BBs bouncing off a battleship.
Well, boohoo. What do they suppose happened to W’s staff when he left office?
FREEP really needs a “like” button! So many funny remarks, so little time!
As was Brett, apparently.
I feel your pain, but perhaps, after the first 10,000 or so, attrition might be preferable, so as not to shock our already ruined economy.
Oooh! Biting, succinct, and oh, so true!
“The report describes an anxious environment, where Clinton campaign staff struggle to talk about their work to potential employers. Some Clinton campaign staff are so rattled, that they have lost their bearings”
“And what did you do for the Clinton campaign?”, the hiring manager asked.
My pulse raced. I began to sweat profusely. My job had been to hire mentally ill people to wreak havoc on the campaign events of Clinton’s opponents via acts of violence.
I began to mumble about how amazing it was to work for the amazing Hillary Clinton in the most amazing election in world history.
“What was the most amazing thing about Hillary Clinton?”, he asked.
I tried to remember something, anything beyond the fact that Hillary actually paid me once a week just to be a complete a7#hole.
I couldn’t think of anything, so I called him a racist and ran out of the office crying.
The boy stood on the burning Hill
Whence all his hopes had fled.
The flame that lit the battle’s wreck
Shown round him all the dread.
Yet puzzled and in shock he stood
A creature all forlorn
No work he’d ever done was good
No silver spoon twas born.
The flames rolled on -—He could not go
Without Obama’s nod.
Obama, playing golf somewhere
Heard not the poor man’s sob.
He called aloud, “Obama, say
What jobs have you us brung?”
He knew not that the chieftain lay
In bright Hawaii’s sun.
“Speak, I say, Obama
Oh, what am I to do?”
And naught but unemployment lines
He suddenly but knew.
Upon his brow, did sweat break out
At thought of his despair
And tried to think how he could live
On nothing but thin air.
And shouted, but once more aloud
“Obama! Do you hear?”
But all around, a gathered crowd
Proved no reply was near.
The hopelessness crept through him
And through his jobless friends;
They all began to realize
The lies they had been sent.
Then came a burst of joyful sound
From others coming near;
The ones who’s champion had won -—
The one for whom they cheered.
The Donald, who had won the day
At last had beat the foe
Who’d lied to them so many years
And ruined their country so.
Now they would win and win and win
And see their country great again
But that sad boy upon the Hill
Knew he was lost and humbled still.
The beginnings of the great American novel!
Any of them with wall-building skills, report to Nogales and Calexico right away.
report to Nogales and Calexico right away.
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We want WORKERS there, not Liberals who will stretch the job out.
We just have to start deporting illegals, and offer them a chance to make some ‘going home’ money on the way across the border.
If they last the length of the ‘job’ give them priority status in coming back legally.
"...I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man...."
Ebenezer Scrooge
I’m sure McDonald’s and BK have some job openings for burger flippers and drive up window order takers.
If your numbers are accurate, we have 12 million who need to be BROOMED.
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