Geez, would they get on with this nonsense. I mean, how many morons can you fit in one stadium, anyway?
Ah was seven when Daddy runned off with a farm animal and I lost my health insurance.
Halp me, Barack ... please!
Ugh.
Mah name is Barney Fife. Ah wuz a R'publican til the brain damage set in. Now ahm jes stoopid but at least ahs can read.
Oooh, ah bet Baracki is'n gonna spake soon.
My fellow Americans. Don't take the Brown Acid. Whatever you do, don't take the brown acid.
zzzzzzzzz


Heh, have the palm frond layers started their work yet? Will Obama allow the unwashed masses the opportunity to touch the hem of his jacket? Will the blind guy in the front row suddenly leap to his feet and proclaim, "Praise Obama, I can see!"?
All part of the show folks, the Rocky Mountain Horror Picture Show.
Toast throwers will be executed.
Posted by: Horowitz | Thursday, August 28, 2008 at 10:43 PM
* tosses a slice of toast at Horowitz *
Posted by: seekeronos | Thursday, August 28, 2008 at 11:51 PM