BY SEAN CLARK
Hooray for the red, white, and blue. Enjoy your beers and barbecues. Here’s some more delicious nonsense that turned up in our spam filters recently.
America the free:
Q: Why is it good to have a Democrat passenger? A: You can park in the handicap zone.
Hmmm. 1,300+ murders on Mayor Nutter’s clock. Out of control flash mobs. A violent and failed school system. A public housing director with multiple sexual harassment allegations against him. [No, this is not an old Featherman for Mayor ad, lol!] Michael Nutter has no right to lecture Mitt Romney about “urban America” when Nutter can’t even take care of business at home. But I know what this is all about! It’s about a cabinet position in the Obama Administration. That’s why Nutter weighed in on the Trayvon Martin shooting, and that’s why Nutter is going national again. Sorry, Mayor Nutter, but the thought of “Mayor Darrell Clarke” is gross. Unfortunately, I think we’ll keep you for the next 3 1/2 years, and, to ensure that, we’ll elect Romney as president.
Cannie Shapiro is overweight and her size makes her feel uncomfortable and self-conscious. When she goes to the beach she covers the rolls with a sarong.
Amazingly, she still had the energy she needed to chase after her grandchildren.
Q: What’s the definition of a Democrat running for Congress for the first time? A: A mouse trying to become a rat.
Why not add the Fliver King to your collection. Henery Ford boasted that his employees and workers could afford the things that he and they made. An ideal economy, what!
I never let my ovaries do their thing, but then again, I’m Canadian. You really don’t want us snowbacks over-running you guys.
Oops, sorry to double post, but I’m super stoked for the Sikfuk/Cemetery Rapist split, although I’m sure it’s pretty much just Sergeant D and me that are waiting on what will surely be this years wigger slam masterpiece, haha.
Some sage advice:
Learn to be a carpenter to become rich
If you run after 2 hares, you will catch neither.
Throw a lucky man in the sea, and he will come up with a fish in his Ò.
At the gambling table, there are no fathers and sons.
Why is it that most wedding toasts end up sounding like a eulogy? lol
Then there’s this confused stuff:
My is sirname
I’ve seen this guy perform where he produces oodles of bananas to just look at.
I am a hot hypnonist mistress. I will hypnotise you and take all your money and fuck you up loser fag bitch boy! I have naked pictures for sale loser. I order you to buy them.