Rick Moran should get the flu more often, as his cold medicines obviously spur him to new levels of articulate description of TV's reigning nutroot idol, the great unwatched Countdown slobberer whose ratings are roughly one-fifth of his reigning rival, who's never mentioned his name, the Great O'Reilly.
Condi Rice does the best job of whacking the silly lyin' Billy Jeff here. Bubba's lyin' 'n jukin' 'n jivin' gets him past the malarial inhabitants of the fever swamps, but he's gettin' dressed down by his betters on the patriot front.
When will we know what Sandy stuffed his pants with at the National Archives?
"Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, ...the fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being govern'd, as the sea is, by the moon" [Henry IV, I.ii.31-33] HISTORY NEVER REPEATS ITSELF, BUT IT OFTEN RHYMES "There is a Providence that protects idiots, drunkards, children and the United States of America." Otto von Bismarck
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