Please, Somebody Shoot This Fat, Arrogant Bastard.
Now OxyContin breath Rush Limpball, the de fatso head of the Repignican party, has challenged President Obama to fly down to Palm Beach and join the jowly son of a bitch in his little radio booth for a debate.
Meanwhile, any Repignican who crosses him is immediately forced to publicly apologize to his highness.
You have to love Michael Steele having to grovel at his feet after he deigned to call him "an entertainer."
Is there no end to his arrogance and conceit?
He's a fucking radio guy with an audience of America's most ignorant, honky white males. That's all he's ever been.
Yet the Repignicans are so desperate to get back into power, they are kowtowing to this fat, sexist bastard.
When Rush Limpballs is your best hope for success, you are, simply put, screwed.
Meanwhile, Obama stays above it all while his hilarious henchmen Rahm Emmanuel, Paul Begala and James Carville are making total asses of the Dittoheads and the Repignican party.
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