...and immediately felt a need to sing Via Condaleeza My Darling.
Seriously. Is there a chance this hightone bitch will be hand-cuffed and forced to do the perp walk at one of her classes as Stanford? Not meaning to be racist or anything, but a nigger who follows orders is pretty much the same as a nigger who issues the orders.
Do not forsake me Condaleeza...
Somewhere on a blog somewhere in the Ted Stevens InterWeb you could give your own hum job along with the lyrics I supplied, but I don't keep track of shit anymore. Do you?
I am disappointed that Biraq is just another poopadoodle purveyor but not surprised. Kennedy was a big disappointment before I even needed to refuse to register to vote. I am sure that my unwillingness to participate in representative democracy has kept me saner that most of you and less culpable for the sins you have committed.
I never realized I was flexible enough to step on my penis, considering how short and insignifcant it is. I suspect that the terrorists that Biraq and his liberal supporters have allowed to infiltrate the places and faces that we hitherto protected led to my entirely uninvited anal penetration by Dr. Doogy, who claimed he was a proctologist....
What?
Medication time? Sure. Fuck Obama. Gimme drugs.
No.
That isn't my dick. Mine is insignificant.