Swiss Bank Accounts and Some Dough in the Caymans. A Fine American.
This GOP primary is making me miss McCain and Palin.
They've got two crooks, a geezerly quack and Frothy Santorum--what a winning mix.
Somewhere in Kenya, an Obama cousin has been using Muslim juju to conjure up this batch of goons in the GOP mix.
Those little bitches Newt and Mitts have shred each other so much by now, Obama's new campaign slogan is, "At least I'm not them."
I watched three minutes of the last debate.
The Republican I was watching it with had to change channels after three minutes because she was getting nauseous.
I'd rather watch old episodes of The Jersey Shore. At least they're comparatively likable and authentic...and they don't strap their dogs to the tops of their cars-- I mean, if any of them had dogs or cars.
I haven't blogged much about the GOP slate because it's way too easy to lampoon them. They are so ridiculous, making fun of them would seem redundant.
If you had to vote for one of them, who would it be?