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Wed 24 Aug, 2005 09:55 am
An oldie but a goodie reappears with some new flavors; cast your vote for your (that is, his) favorite flavor:
Fundamentalist Fudge and Nuts
Impeach Mint
Crunchy Quagmire
Justice Sundae
Marshmellow Media Vanilla
Walnut Warcriminal
Dumb*ss Swirl
Melted Pistascio Glacier
Iraqi Road
Turd Blossom Chocolate Chunk
Cuckoo Bananas Parfait
This is very disrespectful of the chief: but probably no more then Mr Cheney deserves.
Off-topic:
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLICANS
Mine eyes have seen the bungling of that stumbling moron Bush;
he has blathered all the drivel that the neo-cons can push;
he has lost sight of all reason 'cause his head is up his tush;
The Doofus marches on.
I have heard him butcher syntax like a kindergarten fool;
There is warranted suspicion that he never went to school;
Should we fault him for the policies - or is he just their tool?
The lies keep piling on.
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
His wreckage will live on.
I have seen him cut the taxes of the billionaires' lone heir;
As he spends another zillion on an aircraft carrier;
Let the smokestacks keep polluting - do we really need clean air?
The surplus is now gone.
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Your safety net is gone!
Now he's got a mighty hankerin' to bomb a prostrate state;
Though the whole world knows it's crazy - and the U.N. says to wait;
When he doesn't have the evidence, "We must prevaricate."
Diplomacy is done!
Oh, a trumped-up war is excellent; we have no moral bounds;
Should the reasons be disputed, we'll just make up other grounds;
Enraging several billions - to his brainlessness redounds;
The Doofus marches on!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
Glory! Glory! How he'll Screw Ya'!
THIS...DOO...FUS...MAR...CHES...ON
BROCCOLI. Just like Daddy.
Broccoli Pretzel Pork Rind Surprise.
Yum-yum.
Ooooh, PDiddie. LOVE the additional crunch. A culinary ambush for only the utmost discerning palettes.
~Cheers!
I like the Cuckoo Bananas Parfait, it is remiscent of Karen Hughes' maiden name.
That was one good song, PD
With reference to his earlier activities, you might call it
The Bottle Hymn of the Republic