Moe, Moooney, and Curly Cain
Nobody Flashes: By now, we have all pretty much figured out that the two-year-long Presidential contest between three stooges who by any other names are pretty much the same candidate in disguise, is being put on and staged for us all to sit back and enjoy while the networks get huge ratings promoting the endless..."Who will win in Paducah, Kentucky? Who's will win in Toledo, Ohio? Who will say what to whom and cause a race riot?
Who actually bowls better?
And most importantly---What will Bill Clinton say when he finds out that the new Air Force One is being built by Al Gore's instructions, and will run on solar panels?
Can we even print it?
Who would have ever dreamed that they would live to see the day in American history when one of the candidates running for President would be named after a sworn hated enemy, and that man would not even, in honor of the country he wants to serve and the men who have given their lives in Iraq...offer to change it to prove to the American citizens just how disgusting he thinks his namesake is? Nope. Not Barack. Don't even call him Barry. It's Barack. It's Obama, It's insane Hussein.
Just think back in World War II, if a candidate running for President back then just happened to have the name of Adolf Hitler? And THEN expected everyone to vote for him, because...well, his mother admired the man...deal with it.
I shiver to even think about what that generation would have said.
I suggest we just call him Moe from now on.
And who would have thought that in this day and age, a woman who's husband helped sell all our nuclear secrets to China, (Yes, you can do anything in the wonderful Commerce Department.) --Who would have thought that his wife would be even allowed to run to take his place, and THEN...only to be backed by her sworn enemies---Rush Limbaugh and Ann Coulter---two stout patriots who continue to help her win by getting all their fans to go out and vote for her?
Let's not call her Larry...that's an insult to his memory. Let's just call her...Moooney.
(Or Mommy Dearest) (
And then, last but certainly the least, as is intended---Who would have thought that a man who by all other accounts is a true Democrat, but saying he is a Republican--- someone it seems obvious has been groomed long ago to run as the fall guy in this election...just so we could have our first woman President---Who would have thought that the only options Republicans will have when voting is for a man who is so old, he might not even make it to the elections, or to not vote at all.
We will never know if we are seeing the actual John McCain or just old clips being made at this very moment for future use in some secret underground bunker...
A man so liberal, that if Ted Kennedy asked him to take a drive across a bridge at night, in the dark...while having a drink...he would probably get in the car...
Let's just call him Curly Cain.
Moe, Mooooney, and Curly Cain.
Bannna Pana, Bo, Burlie, Fi, Fie, Fo Murlie...Curly.
Yeah, that about sums it up.
Whoever wins this contest of insanity in American History--- it sure ain't gonna be us.
Pass the clicker.
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