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Is there anything about politicians that DOESN'T suck?
Well, well, well...
Honestly, I didn't think the little squirt had it in him.
Evidently self-infatuation will only take a guy so far.
And leave it to The National Enquirer to bust the Silky Pony dipping his junk into some strange stuff he met in a Manhattan bar.
I've been in a few Manhattan bars... why hasn't this kind of thing happened to me?
Maybe I should get one of those cool $300 hairdooos and give it another bloody go.
Listen -- have you noticed that whenever one of these miserable political bastards gets caught banging some bimbo other than his wife, he immediately declares it "an error in judgement?"
Error in judgement. Do ya THINK?
Error in judgement. As if they were TRYING to do the right thing, but somehow the compass started whirling Bermuda Triangle-style, and they were somehow innocently blown off course.
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me -- a MARRIED frigging ELECTED public servant -- flirt with that blonde in the Manhattan nightclub.
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me buy her that $20 cocktail. Times 5. My turkeys at home will pay for it. No problem.
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that forced me to have my limo driver pick up said blonde at the back door of said Manhattan nightclub and wisk her and me to the Waldorf where I ordered room service champaign and caviar and then flopped about the room with her like a crazed naked pufferfish.
(Breakfast in bed, no problem. Just keep your mouth shut no matter what. No, I can't call you, but somebody will. You'll be fine. Keep your mouth shut. Here's a few hundred bucks. Go shopping. Buy something for the kid. And don't worry -- you know how powerful I am...)
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me do this (more or less) several more times until I was eventually CAUGHT.
And it was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me forcibly deny it the first few times it came up, until Drudge, Fox, Rush, Lucianne or the National Enquirer nailed me once and for all.
See? I was trying to do the right thing all along.
It was an error in judgement. That's all...
(I hate politicians. Hate 'em.)
I wish he would've waited a week to give it up. The Yankees are in town this weekend to do battle with the Anaheim Angels, meaning BlackLight Radio West will be as dead as hillary's bed this Saturday night.
(Take me out to the ballgame...)
We could've had fun with this story. I would've been willing to assemble an entire playlist around this. Seriously. If the right-wingnuts keep this snowball rolling, I still might get the opportunity next week.
Speaking of hillary...
Did you catch that little morsel she tossed out after being quizzed on the edwards lovechild scandal (which I'm christening "Silky Ponygate")?
She said she's praying about it.
Oh yes.
Lift your hand if you think the piaps is kneeling at her bed tonight beseeching God on behalf of the edwards family.
Right.
That's what I thought too.
The clinton is loving this. LOVING it.
She still thinks she can come flying in on her white pig and save the democrat party.
This is too good to be true. I can't wait for the democrat convention.
And in all seriousness (is that a word, really?), Barak Obama better watch his every single step from here on out. Every word, every peep, every gesture is now fair game, and he better know it. There's blood in the water now; every "journalist," blogger, political junkie and whatever else will be pouring over every sentence he utters, from now until the election. And may God help him if any skeletons remain in his closet beyond those he owned in his two books.
Hillary is high above the fray, in a circling pattern astride her flying pig.
I'll get you, my pretties...
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Honestly, I didn't think the little squirt had it in him.
Evidently self-infatuation will only take a guy so far.
And leave it to The National Enquirer to bust the Silky Pony dipping his junk into some strange stuff he met in a Manhattan bar.
I've been in a few Manhattan bars... why hasn't this kind of thing happened to me?
Maybe I should get one of those cool $300 hairdooos and give it another bloody go.
Listen -- have you noticed that whenever one of these miserable political bastards gets caught banging some bimbo other than his wife, he immediately declares it "an error in judgement?"
Error in judgement. Do ya THINK?
Error in judgement. As if they were TRYING to do the right thing, but somehow the compass started whirling Bermuda Triangle-style, and they were somehow innocently blown off course.
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me -- a MARRIED frigging ELECTED public servant -- flirt with that blonde in the Manhattan nightclub.
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me buy her that $20 cocktail. Times 5. My turkeys at home will pay for it. No problem.
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that forced me to have my limo driver pick up said blonde at the back door of said Manhattan nightclub and wisk her and me to the Waldorf where I ordered room service champaign and caviar and then flopped about the room with her like a crazed naked pufferfish.
(Breakfast in bed, no problem. Just keep your mouth shut no matter what. No, I can't call you, but somebody will. You'll be fine. Keep your mouth shut. Here's a few hundred bucks. Go shopping. Buy something for the kid. And don't worry -- you know how powerful I am...)
It was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me do this (more or less) several more times until I was eventually CAUGHT.
And it was an ERROR IN JUDGEMENT that made me forcibly deny it the first few times it came up, until Drudge, Fox, Rush, Lucianne or the National Enquirer nailed me once and for all.
See? I was trying to do the right thing all along.
It was an error in judgement. That's all...
(I hate politicians. Hate 'em.)
I wish he would've waited a week to give it up. The Yankees are in town this weekend to do battle with the Anaheim Angels, meaning BlackLight Radio West will be as dead as hillary's bed this Saturday night.
(Take me out to the ballgame...)
We could've had fun with this story. I would've been willing to assemble an entire playlist around this. Seriously. If the right-wingnuts keep this snowball rolling, I still might get the opportunity next week.
Speaking of hillary...
Did you catch that little morsel she tossed out after being quizzed on the edwards lovechild scandal (which I'm christening "Silky Ponygate")?
She said she's praying about it.
Oh yes.
Lift your hand if you think the piaps is kneeling at her bed tonight beseeching God on behalf of the edwards family.
Right.
That's what I thought too.
The clinton is loving this. LOVING it.
She still thinks she can come flying in on her white pig and save the democrat party.
This is too good to be true. I can't wait for the democrat convention.
And in all seriousness (is that a word, really?), Barak Obama better watch his every single step from here on out. Every word, every peep, every gesture is now fair game, and he better know it. There's blood in the water now; every "journalist," blogger, political junkie and whatever else will be pouring over every sentence he utters, from now until the election. And may God help him if any skeletons remain in his closet beyond those he owned in his two books.
Hillary is high above the fray, in a circling pattern astride her flying pig.
I'll get you, my pretties...
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Permalink Reply by Gene Savage on -
Even as a guy, I know telling his wife "I didn't love her" is the WRONG answer. Tell her you were confused, tell her you thought you were in love, DON'T tell her sex and damaging at the least if not destroying your marriage was "no big deal."
Rumor has it now that Hillary is STILL going to try to get the superdelegate vote because Barrack isn't pulling away from McCain like they thought he would.
The democratic convention is going to be better that the superbowl, even with Janet Jackson's breast.
HERE WE GO!
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Permalink Reply by Kris k. on -
Three picks, and a longshot...
1.) the pig will try to steal the throne in Denver and thereby trash the democrat party (along with a few inner cities...)
2.) the pig will try to piggywhip candidate Obama into capitulating the vice-throne and then destroy him from the inside (with the help of miss piggy, aka bubba)...
3.) the pig will wait until 2012 and run against President McCain's successor.
Or, a speeding mothball-sized meteor rocketing from the heart of our pupating universe 16 billion years ago will somehow find it's timeless karmic way to a certain location at a certain time...
...striking and puncturing a tire on the piaps' limo as she prepares to waddle her way into Denver to spread her dirty business.
Tire goes flat, asshole protesters clog the streets of Denver preventing the piaps from making her way to the convention, bubba is laid up at the last minute with a STD, nobody knows or could care less where chelsea is, and there you have it -- Barack Obama is crowned the Democrat Nominee for President of the United States, and the American People go on to vote as they please.
I'm a betting man, and I'm picking 3 to win, 2 to place, and 1 to show.
With a lucky ten spot on the longshot.
I've won on stuff like this before, and besides; I've always trusted the pupating universe.
Who wouldn't?
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Permalink Reply by Kris k. on
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I finally won a trifecta.
Too bad there's no money in this pig race.
Maybe in 2012...
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Permalink Reply by ellen stephenson on
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In response to the Headline ... My guess would be their wives ! I know you are smiling !
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Permalink Reply by Kris k. on
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I don't know about that... There's always the hunky poolboy.
The little lady must be doing SOMETHING while Mr. Bigshot is out spewing goodwill (and his nasty DNA) all over the countryside.
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Permalink Reply by Gene Savage on
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Typically I see the politician's wife as an unfortunate victim.
Hillary is an obvious exception.
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Permalink Reply by Kris k. on
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You may be right; some of these innocent wilting little lillies may have been truly blindsided by the skunky amorous adventures of their slimebag hubbies (and I say this with all due respect to honest, hardworking bags of slime).
But I don't think so.
Politics is a rare plend of prostitution and pimping. A fledgling politician must be both prostitute AND pimp to have any hope of success.
They know this going in.
The game is no mystery; we all know precisely what is going on here.
Allow me sublimate even more:
A hillbilly politician abandons his office and family on Father's Day to bang a chick in South America.
He comes back to town, weeps like a little pussy on national teevee, declares the senorita as his "soulmate" and pretty much says everything is more or less ok despite the fact that he has just proven himself a bona fide dickhead jerk asshole creep.
He's "sorry," and he'll take care of everything.
Ok, fine; whatever.
This skunkass behavior doesn't happen -- or begin -- overnight.
My opinion of big-time professional politicians is the same as my opinion of big-time professional athletes, and big-time professional christians.
Don't trust them. Never trust them.
You must never trust them, because they're professional liars.
Were they not, they'd be like us; outside the creepy asshole good life looking in.
Crime pays. Lying works.
Crime pays. Lying works.
Crime and lying. These are the fast tracks to success in this dying culture.
Professional pols, jocks and preachers know this.
Their wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, both/neither/whatever/etc. also know this.
But not forever.
One of the great truths of human thinking and discussion over the millenia boils down to this:
Your sin will find you out.
Your sin will find you out.
Jesus didn't invent it, christians didn't invent it, the Jews didn't invent it...
It reaches much deeper than all of that.
Your sin will find you out.
Newton came close, physically. But he didn't get it either.
There's a new equation. I just made it up.
E+ws-R(u-bs)= S
Ego plus willful stupidness minus Regret(understanding minus basic stupidness) equals Stupidity.
S+ gppw=0
Stupidity plus the greed of potential political wives equals zero.
Hence, ego equals zero. Everything is nothing.
The wives know who they're dealing with. They just haven't applied my equation to their lives.
Yet.
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Permalink Reply by Gene Savage on
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Your point is well-taken, but I think you'd be surprised how naive many, MANY people are. They really want to believe the B.S. politicians shovel.
How do you think our current president got elected? Or the current congress? Or previous presidents & previous congressmen (& women)?
With a sucker being born every minute, the sucker to non-sucker ratio is pretty high...
Of course, I should add: thank goodness you & I are so smart! ;-)
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Permalink Reply by Kris k. on
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I blame Elmer Magoo McCain and the "GOP" -- Grotesque Old Pharts -- for where we are now.
Had they supplied us with a candidate worth a rat's ass, things might be different now.
They didn't, we got Grumpy Magoo, and that's that.
And we should thank them for this. If by some freakyass hillbilly miracle McCain would have actually WON, zippy the jug-eared pinhead and the pig-in-a-pantsuit would still be campaigning.
They would still be campaigning.
Do you hear what I'm saying? The oBama lies and bullshit he used to trick us would still be streaming 24/7 tonight under a Magoo presidency.
They would still be campaigning. Both of those sideshow rejects would be flapping their hotdog holes 24/7, and with the butt-tonguing assistance of the msm, the Magoo/Palin White House would be dead in its tracks.
Dead.
As bad as it is now, it would be worse if the loser had won.
Zero is in control now, and he's losing it. This country is teetering on a ledge it hasn't seen in well over a century, but we still remember, evidently.
Zero is in, his campaign is over, and we are learning that he is a dishonest socialist assucker.
It's all on the table now. We know this guy, in about 200 days.
So, now what?
If we survive this, maybe we won't have to do this again for a few decades.
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Permalink Reply by Gene Savage on
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I agree with you that having O-no in office is better than McCane; far liberal leftist beliefs are being shown to be what they are, a failure, while Republicans aren't being made to look sillier than they already do.
This lose is a win-win!
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