Barf
Secretary of State Lurch is official.
We’re doomed.
ths update: In maudlin celebration of which, let’s revisit a great moment in Swilling History, shall we? That creative, co-operative Swill effort which became known in the annals of Kerry History as:
There’s some good f*cking writing in there, if I do say so myself. One example you’ll see when you click through…
tree hugging sister says: February 10, 2005 at 6:23 pm
As I watched the swirling black waters, lulled into a trance by the erotic, rhythmic chug, I had a sudden vision of the future and it’s face was…Nixon! Horrified, I jerked awake and realized it had been Rich Little all along. Whew! My painful buttocks eased their alarmed clenching. Weak with relief, I sniffed the air for traces of the enemy…and the sweatband of my hat…
Riveting.
I’ll bet my magic hat you agree.
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January 29, 2013 4:45 pm
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Wait until he travels to Cambodia — his brain might get unseared.
Great minds, Jeff! Remember our story? Hoot mon, it’s a great read for however many people we had adding on to it.
Ya know, the Clintons were/are not the worst of the worst.
Perhaps it’s nice that they got out of the way to expose the rest. Or not. They’ve never been known to be nice. Perhaps they wish to rub a nose or two. (Sorry, I’ll take in survivors, but I won’t go home).
Hilarious, Sis! That’s when I was in Kuwait, and not long after John Effin’ Kerry had passed through Camp Arifjan on his “Eff you, Dubya!” trip to Iraq and Syria. Kept me chortling, this did!