Home - by BigFurHat - December 19, 2012 - 03:37 America/New_York - 5 Comments
December 19th, 2012
Twas the night before Crisis
And all through the White House
Not a creature was stirring
Except for a louse
The Mao Books were hung
By the chimney with care
In hopes that Tse Dong
Would soon reappear
all I can think of for the moment, someone help me finish!
Boobie the Rocket Dog
That building is crumbling.
Stirrin the B.S.
That is such a perfect greeting for the Oblowme family Christmas cards.
Bibles roasting on an open fire,
Jackboots nipping at my heels,
Union thugs who can never be fired,
Progressives making sneaky back-room deals,
Everybody knows somebody
Who has lost their job,
Or someone who is on the dole,
And so I must say to the Preezy who’s gay,
Merry Marxmas, asshole.
I love Christmas lights. They remind me of the people who voted for obama. They all hang together, half of them don’t work and the ones who do aren’t all that bright. For those who understand, no explanation needed. For those who don’t understand, no explanation is possible.
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