Rush Limbaugh said it yesterday:
"I LOVE the women's movement. Especially when I'm walking behind them!"
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Rush Limbaugh said it yesterday:
"I LOVE the women's movement. Especially when I'm walking behind them!"
9:15 am Arrive after an easy flight that included grudge fucking under the blanket the recently divorced 29 year old in 4B.
9:20 am - Picked up at airport in limo with two of last years runner up champion tango dancers (both female) and enjoy a double headed blow job while sipping an ice cold Heineken.
10 am - Arrive at Jackson's apartment and enjoy a breakfast feast prepared by a former Miss Teen Argentina wearing only an apron and high heels.
10:30 am Enjoy a two hour deep tissue massage by a Paraguayan masseuse while watching Miss Teen Argentina, and the tango dancers eat each other out under the massage table (looking through the hole)
12:30 pm - Quick hand job / blow job by Former Miss Teen Argentina with accompanying prostrate massage by masseuse.
12:31 pm Sleep while masseuse cleans up kitchen and cum off the ceiling.
3:49 pm Wake up with next year's Miss Farm Implement's tits in your face, and enjoy a following titty fuck.
4 pm Catch up with friend while sipping Mt. Gay Rum from duty free.
4:56 pm Enjoy a good "after an overnight flight shit."
5 pm Shower and dress for a short walk to a local wine vendor and select wine for tomorrow's party.
5:22 pm Sneak a quick kiss and feel up the chica at the wine store (friends friend) while flexing biceps, both torn and not torn.
6 pm Return to apartment to find Miss Teen Argentina and last years runner up champion tango dancers, nude and on the marble floor, with an entire bottle of Wesson Oil, half a joint, vibrators, and a short, but effective whip, all screaming "where the fuck have you and El Burro (Sam's penis) been!" Send friend to store for more Wesson Oil, whipped cream, and chocolate bars.
8:35 pm Shower and enjoy a six hand back scrub to remove all traces of oil, chocolate, cum, blood, etc.
9 pm Enjoy a Red Bull and vodka while watching girl's crawl around on all fours cleaning up apartment and hearing on CNN that Obama has been killed by West Texas Red Necks, and Nancy Pelosi is in serious condition from a thirty hour gang bang by friends of Islam. She later died.
9:30 pm Taxi to join friend, Nicole, and Marie to an evening of tango shows, fine dining, great wines, coffee, and desert.
12:59 am Salsa dancing with Nicole and Marie while enjoying shooters of rum and ground up Viagra.
3:30 am - Venture to swingers bar and hook up with a group of five Swedish Ski Instructors all wanting to enjoy a two male, seven woman, orgy. Ski Instructors pick up tab at swingers bar.
5:33 am Learn how to say "what color car do you want" in both Spanish and Swedish.
5:59 am Race in local taxi through the streets of Buenos Aires with friend, Nicole and Marie passed out and you having no idea where you are going.
09:30 am Arrive at apartment after an unscheduled city tour and stop at American Express to pay taxi bill after talking the highly pissed taxi driver out of introducing you to his "friends".
9:40 am Try to sleep while your now rested friend, Nicole, and Marie fuck and scream in the next room.
11:24 am Sleep after slipping friend a Viagra and cutting his restraints.
4 pm Wake up and review photos of the night before, and realize that the hot chick you were kissing / mugging with, and feeling up, has a five o'clock shadow, an Adam's apple and bulge in his skirt.
4:03 pm Vomit, gargle, floss, brush, shower, and repeat six times while erasing the photos of the hot chick (with dick)
4:50 pm Find invitation to a swim suit party hand addressed by the lead Ski Instructor in your pants pocket while searching for the ibuprofen.
4:58 pm Receive email on Blackberry from Financial Adviser informing you that your portfolio is currently 44 percent up due to last nights news.
4:59 pm Place order to sell everything with Financial Advisor.
5 pm Wake up friend, and ask "when are we going to have some fun, I came a long way."
Two prawns were swimming around in the sea. One called Justin and the other called Kristian. The prawns were constantly being harassed and threatened by sharks that inhabited the area. Finally one day Justin said to Kristian, 'I'm fed up with being a prawn; I wish I was a shark, and then I wouldn't have any worries about being eaten. 'A large mysterious cod appeared and said, 'Your wish is granted'
Lo and behold, Justin turned into a shark.
Horrified, Kristian immediately swam away, afraid of being eaten by his old mate.
Time passes and Justin found life as a shark boring and lonely.
All his old mates simply swam away whenever he came close to them.
Justin didn't realize that his new menacing appearance was the cause of his sad plight.
While swimming alone one day he saw the mysterious cod again and he thought perhaps the mysterious fish could change him back into a prawn. He approached the cod and begged to be changed back, and, lo and behold, he found himself turned back into a prawn.
With tears of joy in his tiny little eyes Justin swam back to his friends and bought them all a drink. Looking around the gathering at the reef he realized he couldn't see his old pal.
'Where's Kristian? ' he asked.
'He's at home, still distraught that his best friend changed sides to the enemy & became a shark', came the reply.
Eager to put things right again and end the mutual pain and torture, he set off to Kristian's abode.
As he opened the coral gate, memories came flooding back.
He banged on the door and shouted, 'It's me, Justin, your old friend, come out and see me again. '
Kristian replied, 'No way man, you'll eat me. You're now a shark, the enemy, and I'll not be tricked into being your dinner. '
Justin cried back 'No, I'm not. That was the old me. I've changed. I've found Cod. I'm a prawn again Kristian'.
Little Tony started the day early having set his alarm clock for 6 am.
(MADE IN JAPAN)
While his coffeepot was perking.
(MADE IN CHINA)
He shaved with his Electric razor.
(MADE IN HONG KONG)
He put on a Dress shirt.
(MADE IN SRI LANKA)
Designer jeans.
(MADE IN SINGAPORE)
And Tennis shoes.
(MADE IN KOREA)
After cooking his breakfast in his new Electric skillet.
(MADE IN INDIA)
He sat down with his Calculator To see how much he could spend today.
(MADE IN MEXICO)
Set his Watch.
(MADE IN TAIWAN)
To the radio.
(MADE IN INDIA)
He got in his car.
(MADE IN GERMANY)
Filled it with GAS.
(from Saudi Arabia)
And continued his search.
For a good paying AMERICAN JOB.
At the end of yet another discouraging.
And fruitless day Checking his Computer.
(made in MALAYSIA)
John decided to relax for a while and put on his sandals.
(MADE IN BRAZIL)
Poured himself a glass of Wine.
(MADE IN FRANCE)
And turned on his TV.
(MADE IN INDONESIA)
And then wondered why he can't find a good paying job in AMERICA HE'S HOPING HE CAN GET HELP FROM HIS PRESIDENT.
(MADE IN KENYA)
A farmer decided he wanted to go to town and see a movie. The ticket agent asked, "Sir, what's that on your shoulder?". The old farmer said, "That's my pet rooster Chuck. Wherever I go, Chuck goes."
"I'm sorry Sir," said the ticket agent. "We can't allow animals in the theater." The old farmer went around the corner and stuffed Chuck down his overalls. Then he returned to the booth, bought a ticket and entered the theater. He sat down next to two old widows named Mildred and Marge. The movie started and the rooster began to squirm. The old farmer unbuttoned his fly so Chuck could stick his head out and watch the movie.
"Marge," whispered Mildred.
"What?" said Marge.
"I think the guy next to me is a pervert."
"What makes you think so?" asked Marge.
"He undid his pants and he has his thing out", whispered Mildred.
"Well, don't worry about it", said Marge. "At our age we've seen 'em all".
"I thought so too", said Mildred, "but this one's eatin' my popcorn!"
Makes more sense! Or not?
Over five thousand years ago, Moses said to the children of Israel "pick up your shovel, mount your asses and camels, and I will lead you to the promised land."
Nearly 75 years ago, Roosevelt said, "Lay down your shovels, sit on your asses, and light up a Camel, this is the promised land".
Now Obama has stolen your shovel, taxed your asses, raised the price of camels and mortgaged the promised land!
I was so depressed last night thinking about Health Care Plans, the economy, the wars, lost jobs, savings, Social Security, retirement funds, etc. I called Lifeline.
Got a call center in Pakistan. I told them I was suicidal. They all got excited and asked if I could drive a truck.
I was talking to this guy today about life in the Philipines and how the girls have a tendency to attach themselves to you.
He said that there the definition of Eternity is the difference between the time you come and the time she leaves.
A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas, walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud. He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Arizona, the other is in Colorado. When we all left our home in Texas, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking."
"Hasn't affected my brothers though."
It was announced today that Buckwheat, of Our Gang fame, has converted to The Muslim faith and changed his name.
From now on he will be known as Kareem of Wheat.
Obama Jokes.
"You know the honeymoon is over when the comedians start." says Doug French.
The liberals are asking us to give Obama time. We agree. And think 25 to life would be appropriate.
Jay Leno.
America needs Obama-care like Nancy Pelosi needs a Halloween mask.
Jay Leno.
Q: Have you heard about McDonald's' new Obama Value Meal?
A: Order anything you like and the guy behind you has to pay for it.
Conan O'Brien.
Q: What does Barack Obama call lunch with a convicted felon?
A: A fund raiser.
Jay Leno.
Q: What's the difference between Obama's cabinet and a penitentiary?
A: One is filled with tax evaders, blackmailers, and threats to society. The other is for housing prisoners.
David Letterman.
Q: If Nancy Pelosi and Obama were on a boat in the middle of the ocean and it started to sink, who would be saved?
A: America!
Jimmy Fallon.
Q: What's the difference between Obama and his dog, Bo?
A: Bo has papers.
Jimmy Kimmel.
Q: What was the most positive result of the "Cash for Clunkers" program?
A: It took 95% of the Obama bumper stickers off the road.
David Letterman
It is a slow day in the small Saskatchewan town of Pumphandle and streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and everybody is living on credit.
A tourist visiting the area drives through town, stops at the motel, and lays a $100 bill on the desk saying he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs to pick one for the night.
As soon as he walks upstairs, the motel owner grabs the bill and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.
The butcher takes the $100 and runs down the street to retire his debt to the pig farmer.
The pig farmer takes the $100 and heads off to pay his bill to his supplier, the Co-op.
The guy at the Co-op takes the $100 and runs to pay his debt to the local prostitute, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer her "services" on credit.
The hooker rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill with the hotel owner.
The hotel proprietor then places the $100 back on the counter so the traveler will not suspect anything.
At that moment the traveler comes down the stairs, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, picks up the $100 bill and leaves.
No one produced anything. No one earned anything. However, the whole town is now out of debt and now looks to the future with a lot more optimism.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how a "stimulus package" works.
What is the common food stuff that reduces a woman's sex drive by 90% when she tastes it?
WEDDING CAKE!
TL
I found out last night that my security clearances are still valid. I was able to log onto the secure side of the TSA site.
This news is too good to be kept under wraps.
But with all the problems Julien Assange is having with WikiLeaks, I thought it should be 'outed' here.
These are the "TSA Special Agents" who were detailed to take care of Santa getting his "enhanced pat-downs" when he entered USA airspace:
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I'd be jolly too!
Merry Christmas!
The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats, and have therefore raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved".
Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross". The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940, when tea supplies nearly ran out.
Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to "A Bloody Nuisance". The last time the British
issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588, when threatened by the Spanish Armada.
The Scots have raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards". They don't have any other levels.
The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide".
The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender". The rise was precipitated by a recent fire
that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.
Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout Loudly and Excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing".
Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides".
The Germans have increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs". They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbor" and "Lose".
Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual; the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.
The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.
Americans meanwhile, and as usual, are carrying out pre-emptive strikes damn near everywhere "just in case".
Canada doesn't have any alert levels.
New Zealand has raised its security levels. From "baaa" to "BAAAA".
Due to continuing defense cutbacks, New Zealand has only one more level of escalation, which is "I hope Australia will come and rescue us".
Australia, meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be alright, mate".
Three more escalation levels remain: "Crikey!","I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend" and "The barbie is cancelled". So far no situation has ever warranted use of the final escalation level.
[QUOTE=Doggboy; 414886]Canada doesn't have any alert levels.
[/QUOTE]Una pregunta from a Canadian:
What's an alert level.......and why do we need one? Ehh....
Honestly, I can't remember a genuine national emergency since the hockey strike.
THE DIFFERENCE IF YOU MARRY AN AUSTRALIAN GIRL.
Three friends married women from different parts of the world.
The first man married a Greek girl. He told her that she was to do the dishes and house cleaning. It took a couple of days, but on the third day, he came home to see a clean house and dishes washed and put away.
The second man married a Thai. He gave his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes and the cooking. The first day he didn't see any results, but the next day he saw it was better. By the third day, he saw his house was clean, the dishes were done, and there was a huge dinner on the table.
The third man married a girl from Australia. He ordered her to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed, and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second day he didn't see anything either but by the third day, some of the swelling had gone down and he could see a little out of his left eye and his arm was healed enough that he could fix himself a sandwich and load the dishwasher. He still has some difficulty when he pees.
The following are all replies that Manchester women have written on Child Support Agency Forms in the section for listing "father's details;" or putting it another way. Who's the Daddy?
These are genuine excerpts from the forms. Be sure to checkout #10. It takes 1st prize and #3 is runner up.
1. Regarding the identity of the father of my twins, Makeeshia was fathered by Maclearndon McKinley I am unsure as to the identity of the father of Marlinda, but I believe that she was conceived on the same night.
2. I am unsure, as to the identity of the father of my child as I was being sick out of a window when taken unexpectedly from behind. I can provide you with a list of names of men that I think were at the party if this helps.
3. I do not know the name of the father of my little girl. She was conceived at a party at 360 East Bolton Avenue where I had sex with a man I met that night. I do remember that the sex was so good that I fainted. If you do manage to track down the father, can you please send me his phone number? Thanks.
4. I don't know the identity of the father of my daughter. He drives a BMW that now has a hole made by my stiletto in one of the door panels. Perhaps you can contact BMW service stations in this area and see if he's had it replaced.
5. I have never had sex with a man. I am still a virginian. I am awaiting a letter from the Pope confirming that my son's conception was ejaculate and that he is the Saver risen again.
6. I cannot tell you the name of Alleshia dad as he informs me that to do so would blow his cover and that would have cataclysmic implications for the economy. I am torn between doing right by you and right by the country. Please advise.
7. Tyrone Hairston is the father of child A If you do catch up with him, can you ask him what he did with my AC / DC CDs? Child B who was also borned at the same time, well, I don't have clue.
8. From the dates it seems that my daughter was conceived at Euro-Disney World; maybe it really is the Magic Kingdom.
9. So much about that night is a blur. The only thing that I remember for sure is Gordo Ramsey did a programme about eggs earlier in the evening. If I had stayed in and watched more TV rather than going to the party at 56 Miller St, mine might have remained unfertilized.
10. I am unsure as to the identity of the father of my baby, after all, like when you eat a can of beans you can't be sure which one made you fart.
I went to the doctor's office the other day and found out that.
My new doctor is a young female and drop-dead gorgeous!
I was embarrassed, but she said,"Don't worry, I'm a professional. I've seen it all before."
Just tell me what's wrong and I'll "check it out.
________________________________________.
I said.
"My wife thinks my dick tastes funny."
SOCIALISM.
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbor.
COMMUNISM.
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM.
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM.
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM.
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away.
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM.
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.
ROYAL BANK OF SCOTLAND (VENTURE) CAPITALISM.
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt / equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows.
The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company.
The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more.
You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows.
No balance sheet provided with the release.
The public then buys your bull.
SURREALISM.
You have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead.
A FRENCH / ARGENTINE CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organize a riot, and block the roads, because you.
Want three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called a Cowkimona and market it worldwide.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION.
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.
A SWISS CORPORATION.
You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
Both are mad.
AN IRAQI CORPORATION.
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the * out of you and invade your country.
You still have no cows, but at least you are now a Democracy.
AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.
A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION.
You have two cows.
The one on the left looks very attractive.
This is from the USA board.
"I went home and took the longest shower I ever took and apologized to my dick over and over again he didn't deserve that. I'll try and make it up but he is still traumatize. My dick need counseling now."
I have seen some ugly hookers here but I have NEVER gone so long without nutting that I felt like I had to fuck one because I was that hard up.
"My dick need counseling now." hahahahhahahahaahahahah poor guy.
I wonder if he got it AFTER he did the " Behind the Candelabra Movie?
http://news.yahoo.com/upside-michael-douglas-cunnilingus-confession-214348998.html
TL.
Matt Damon wants to know!
Good movie but TOO Gay!
From The Treasure Chest. . . THE WEDDING TEST.
I was a very happy man. My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me. It was her beautiful younger sister.
My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two, wore very tight miniskirts, and generally was bra-less, she would regularly bend down when she was near me, and I always got more than a nice view. It had to be deliberate, because she never did it when she was near anyone else.
One day her 'little' sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations, she was alone when I arrived, and she whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. She told me that she wanted me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister. Well, I was in total shock, and couldn't say a word.
She said, 'I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild fling, just come up and get me. I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door. I opened the door, and headed straight towards my car.
Lord. And behold, my entire future family was standing outside, all clapping!
With tears in his eyes, my father-in-law hugged me and said, 'We are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.
And the moral of this story is: Always keep your condoms in your car!
Sorry, this isn't a one liner. But it is funny.
"Wearing a Vietnam Vet Hat to Wal-Mart."
Yesterday, I wore my Vietnam Cap when I went to Wal-Mart. There was nothing in particular that I needed at the world's largest retailer; but, since I retired, trips to Wally World to look at the Walmartians is always good for some comic relief. Besides, I always feel pretty normal after seeing some of the people that frequent the establishment. But, I digress... Enough of my psychological fixations.
While standing in line to check out, the guy in front of me, probably in his early thirties, asked, "Are you a Vietnam Vet?"
"No," I replied.
"Then why are you wearing that cap?"
"Because I couldn't find the one from the War of 1812." I thought it was a snappy retort.
"The War of 1812, huh?" the Walmartian queried, "When was that?"
God forgive me, but I couldn't pass up such an opportunity. "1936," I answered as straight-faced as possible.
He pondered my response for a moment and responded, "Why do they call it the War of 1812 if it was in 1936?"
"It was a Black Op. No one is supposed to know about it." This was beginning to be way fun!
"Dude! Really?" he exclaimed. "How did you get to do something that COOOOL?"
I glanced furtively around me for effect, leaned toward the guy and in a low voice said, "I'm not sure. I was the only Caucasian on the mission."
"Dude," he was really getting excited about what he was hearing, "that is seriously awesome! But, didn't you kind of stand out?"
"Not really. The other guys were wearing white camouflage."
The moron nodded knowingly.
"Listen man," I said in a very serious tone, "You can't tell anyone about this. It's still 'top secret' and I shouldn't have said anything."
"Oh yeah?" he gave me the 'don't threaten me look.' "Like, what's going to happen if I do?"
With a really hard look I said, "You have a family don't you? We wouldn't want anything to happen to them, would we?"
The guy gulped, left his basket where it was and fled through the door. By this time the lady behind me was about to have a heart attack she was laughing so hard. I just grinned at her.
After checking out and going to the parking lot I saw Dimwit leaning in a car window talking to a young woman. Upon catching sight of me he started pointing excitedly in my direction. Giving him another 'deadly' serious look, I made the 'I see you' gesture. He turned kind of pale, jumped in the car and sped out of the parking lot.
What a great time! Tomorrow I'm thinking about going back with my Homeland Security cap. Whoever said retirement is boring just needs the right kind of cap!
Hmmmm, can't use IMG tags here then?
Never mind...link: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BZrwltNIgAAmytk.jpg:large
I was laughing for a while, but. . .
The Supreme Court has ruled that there cannot be a Nativity Scene on Parliament Hill this Christmas season.
This isn't for any religious reason.
They simply have not been able to find Three Wise Men in the Nation's Capitol.
A search for a Virgin continues.
There was no problem, however, finding enough asses to fill the stable.
Isn't it about sharing?
Let see, the people want me to. . .
[QUOTE=WorldTravel69;437305]Let see, the people want me to. . .[/QUOTE]That's Funny but what's even funnier is that a lot of Morons do not seem to know what the letters G.O.P stand for!
Even The Wall Street Journal has decided to stop referring to The Party as The G.O.P!
A dumbing down due to a dumbing down of the gene pool.
150 years of history!
TL.
By the way, have you noticed how Hideous Hillary Looks?
Hideous Hillary!
Do you really want some **** to run the show?
Would not even give a proper be. Be.be. J to the President!
LOL! Some of the jokes are so stupid that it makes me laugh!
"One dude even told me through private message that she smelled like she washed her vagina with an even dirtier vagina.".
LMFAO.