Monthly Archives: June 2012

John Roberts is Still a Fucking Dick

Only dicks hide behind the American flag

Dear John,

So you made a good move today in your otherwise sorry ass life of shit-ass moves and your otherwise miserable tenure as the worst Chief Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court in history.  Well, you’re still a fucking dick.  And I just wanted to make sure you heard it from me first.

If you think this exonerates you from all the other shit-ass moves you’ve made, you’ve got another thing coming.  And you may think reluctantly being on the right side of a 5-4 vote for once will somehow protect your legacy…but you’d be wrong.  Before you take any bows you should be reminded, John, that this should have been a 9-0 no-brainer vote for the people.  If you had been doing your job, it…and all other important votes, would have been unanimously for the people.  That is, if you REALLY had wanted to do the right thing for the people you would have long ago horsewhipped your four cohorts in crime  till their backsides were raw and they were begging to vote with the liberal justices on this and all other issues.  And you would have added fifty extra lashes to the back side of that miserable retard named Clarence Thomas who has no more business being on the Supreme Court than a fucking donkey.

“Clarence Thomas can bite my ass….and believe me, I got a big one!”

And we all know you did this because of the backlash you’ve received and, hopefully, will continue to receive over Citizen’s United.  Furthermore, anyone with any sanity knows, too, that for the rest of your miserable life on the court we can all count on you making us pay for your reluctant slither to the side of reason on this date, June 28, 2012 by insuring never again to even come close to voting with the likes of anyone named Breyer, Ginsburg, Kagan, and Sotomayor.     We all know you’re going to make us eat this today if it takes you the rest of your  miserable life to do so.  You crawl your way to the finish line and barely cross it.  That doesn’t sound like much of a victory lap to me.  You’re still the fucker who gave us Citizen’s United.  …and  a host of other byzantine laws of which we can never rid ourselves.

So don’t take a bow just yet John despite the fact that liberals throughout the world, in their  schizophrenic rush to judgment, are giving you momentary credit for this move….and even saying nice things about you.  What a fucking mistake.

By tomorrow morning the sane ones will wake up to realize that despite your vote today, you’re still a miserable fucking dick.

….and one more last thing:  can we PUUUULEEEZZZE dispel any further notion that Anthony Kennedy is, was, or ever will be fucking “swing” anything.  The only thing “swing” about Anthony Kennedy is  quite possibly how he “swings” from rams to the occasional ewe depending on his momentary mood.

Palin Misses Dose of Anti-Aging Potion, Sends Meghan McCain Running for Her Life

by gordita

Yellow jacket toxin. Cobra venom dripping from the fang. Crushed shark cartilage. Bullfrog skin extract. Camel colostrum secretion. Sterile snail slime.  And most powerful of all, DINGO drool. These are the elixirs that Sarah Palin has swallowed and slathered onto her body in order to retain the fresh glow of youth.

Then something went wrong…terribly wrong.

.I need some more of that DINGO juice RIGHT NOW

“What went wrong?” asked gordita.

“Delta lost her bags, including the one with the potions in it.  On a flight to…of all places…New York City,” explains Palin’s long-time personal assistant Beau Tocks.  “If she had been en route to Hoboken, Georgia or Burning Cross, South Carolina, she might have been all right. But New York City put us in a crisis situation.”

DELUDED INFANTILE NINCOMPOOPS GETTING OFF at Palin rally in Hoboken, GA

“I’m not sure I follow.  What exactly is the crisis?”

See for yourself

“When a hateful, mean-spirited woman loses her bloom, she goes fugly in a hurry,” explained Mr. Tocks.  “For example, here is Maggie Gallagher advocating death to homosexuals:”

Marriage is between one man and one grotesque woman

“Here is Karen Handel advocating cancer for poor women:”

Miss Hoboken 1979

“Here is Ann Coulter arguing that black Democrats should not be allowed to vote:”

And here is former Florida Secretary of State, Katherine Harris who used the power of her office to make sure black Democrats didn’t vote.

“As you can see,” said Mr. Tocks, “all that bile builds up in their pores.  Even when they are airbrushed, they look ghoulish…maniacal even.”

“Yes I see all that but what is the big crisis you’re so worried about?” asked gordita.

“Delta found the bag with Sarah Palin’s Magic Mirror. She’s about to ask the big question.”

“The big question?”

“Yeah…you know…Mirror Mirror on the Wall….”

“Uh oh.”

“It’s about to get really, really, really ugly, my friend.”

Seriously? I’M the fairest one of all?

RIP Bob Welch

Clockwise from left: Welch, John McVie, Christine McVie, Bob Weston, Mick Fleetwood

Sad news today.  Bob Welch, arguably the best guitar player of a long line of fine musicians with the group, Fleetwood Mac, to include Jeremy Spencer, Danny Kirwan, Bob Weston, Lindsey Buckingham, and Peter Green, has committed suicide.

http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1686910/fleetwood-mac-bob-welch-suicide.jhtml

Rest in peace Bob.  We’ll miss you:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZeTlMpnfHk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvCUJgnVg3o

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xApkF86PH4s

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kwWZCPfdS70

Romney Five Promote “Smile Away Your Problems”

It’s amazing what a smile can do.

That’s the message that Biff, Hap, Robbie, Ernie, and Chip Romney, the five smiling sons of  Republican Presidential candidate Mitt Romney would like to get out to the world.

Five smiling lads….and one proud Dad

“A day without a bright and happy smile is like a day without sunshine,” said the elder Romney son, Biff, paraphrasing Anita Bryant’s famous orange juice commercial.

“Statistics show that a smile can not only keep the doctor away but can have a tremendous positive effect on bad things like abortion and higher taxes,” said Chip Romney.

His four siblings nodded in agreement.

When it comes to smiling, these five handsome young men are in 110 % agreement

“Well what about other bad things like the death penalty, homelessness, and racism?” I asked.  ”How does a smile make these things go away?”

“Well first of all, we’re not really sure if those things you mentioned are really bad things,” said Ernie Romney.  ”Dad says the jury is still out on that,” Ernie added with a chuckle.

“And you know what?” said Chip Romney….”some things are just left up to God.”

Some things are just left up to him

((“that’s right Chip….spot on younger brother….you’re wise beyond your years little brother”)), chimed in Chip’s older brothers as they beamed with pride.

“One thing we know for sure, though, is that a good, healthy smile will fix this economy!” said Hap Romney with exurberance.

…”and if some of those government military people over there in Syria would just smile a little bit more, well maybe just maybe they wouldn’t be so angry and kill women and children so much,” added Biff.

“I wish I could just go there and get everyone a-smilin’, said Biff Romney choking up. “And I wish I could just change their name from Syria to Smylria.”

“You know you’re exactly right Biff,” said Robbie in complete agreement.  ”And maybe it wouldn’t kill some of those women and children to smile back every now and then !”

“A LITTLE MORE SMILING AND A LITTLE LESS KILLING!”, shouted out Ernie.

((“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”)) laughed the brothers four.  ”Ernie was always the cut-up amongst us five,” Biff confided to me.  ”He takes after Dad…always keeping us in stitches,” he added with a brighter than bright smile.

“We just want to spread the power of smile,” said Hap, “and maybe just maybe we can start smiling away those pesky problems from one coast to another and maybe the power of smile will even spread to Iraq, and Afghanistan, and all those other evil places where people just don’t smile enough.”

“Wow Hap,” said Chip.  ”You sound just like a philosopher….and your words bring a tear to my eye.”

“None of that now!” said big brother Biff….”Let’s have a SMILE !!….AND A SONG!!!”

A smile will win in this ballpark any day of the week

“♫ When you’re smilin’….keep on smilin’

The whole world smiles with you

And when you’re laughin’….keep on laughin’

The sun comes shinin’ through

But when you’re cryin’…. you bring on the rain
So stop your frownin’….be happy again
Cause when you’re smilin’….keep on smilin’
The whole world smiles with you.”  ♫

“Yeaaa!” the brothers shouted, flashing five gleeful smiles.

“You know?” said Robbie with a philosophical look on his face…”I won’t be satisfied until we do for the world’s problems with smiles what First Lady Nancy Reagan did for the War on Drugs with her Just Say No campaign.”

“You’re exactly right Robbie,” said Chip.

“Actually Robbie’s not right,” I said.  ”The 80′s Just Say No program was discredited as a completely ineffective program that did nothing but slap a superficial slogan on top of America’s insatiable appetite for drugs.  In fact, statistics show that drug use actually increased during that period and has generally been increasing since.”

“Well, that can’t be true,” said Hap with what resembled the first frown of the day on his face.  ”Dad says Just Say No ended the War on Drugs.”

“That’s right,” said the other boys, “and Dad knows best.”

“But enough of this frettin’,” said Biff.  ”Who’s UP for a SMILE!?!”

“WE ARE!!!” shouted the happiest brothers on the planet at this very moment.

“Well I must say,” I said…”you five are certainly the most smiling five I’ve ever seen.  Why you almost cause a smile to break out on MY face…..almost.  But I have to ask you…..where do you boys get your inspiration for all this smiling?”

“Besides Dad you mean?” asked Ernie.

“Yes, besides your father.”

“Well since you ask…..these are the two people who have influenced us the most in our lives,” as Ernie pulled out a photo from his wallet and held it up to show me:

“Hey!!”, said a delighted Hap.  ”We’d like to dedicate the following song to all unhappy people throughout the world to include all those unsmiling people in hellholes like Iraq and Syria and Texas.”

“((Well said Hap!))”