Current mood:	bitchy
Current music:	Star Spangled... Spar Stankled... whatever.

Damned Hippies
Fucking Blix. As Jesus is my witness, that man could fuck up a wet dream.

The Inquirer says that 11 million commiefagpinkojewhippies marched in protest last week. Some people just have no respect for what this country stands for. I'd like to grind them to a fine powder and snort them right off my shaving mirror.
Well, I guess we showed them yesterday. 2 000 loyal members of these Proud United States marched in Orlando. They even read something called the Guttisburg Address, which I guess goes to show they all support the United State Postal Service as well. Sounds like a real party. If I hadn't been out with Lynne Cheney all night, I might have attended. I tell you folks, Lynne may have a little snow on the mountain, but she's got a whole lotta heat in that microwave.

(Note to Self: Ask Colin about the "Guttisburg Address," and why everyone's always writing there, and who they're writing to. I hope he doesn't get indignant again. There's nothing I hate more than an uppity nigra.)

(Also: Order Lynne one of them "Hello Kitty" vibrators for while you're away.)