Presidential pimento

The word “Iraq” is like presidential Viagra — if the Shrub weren’t packing a pimento, I am certain his hard-on would have bopped the microphone off the podium tonight during his brag-fest from, appropriately enough, Fort Bragg, N.C.

I just wanted to slap that smirk off his face as he continued to tap-dance around a justification for our continued presence in Vietnam. I mean, Iraq. Whichever.

On iTunes: Lou Rawls, “You’ll Never Find”

3 Responses to Presidential pimento

  1. Serenity :

    Unfortunately, I am now at Fort Bragg and ewwwwwww…that crapalicious windbag came to spread more of his special brand of manure about all things Iraq.

    Funny how as soon as it was known that His Most Royal Jackass was due to come here, we got a severe weather alert…coincedence? I think not…

  2. A.McSholty :

    I just LOVE how we’re still beating the 9-11 horse even though it has been dead and stinky for quite some time now.

    And how funny is it that the only real applause Shrub got during the speech was brought about by one of his own handlers.


  3. EatShiz :

    I didn’t even watch it. I was busy trimming my pubes.