Help me, please. I’m so cornfused! I, I, I just don’t feel right, you know, in my heart, way deep deep down in there where my soul lives and from which all my godly thoughts shoot forth . . . I just can’t agree with this bonus money being paid to these mean old executives. Like Mr or Ms Don’t Tread On Me says, “The outrage! The mendacity!” (I’m not sure what “mendacity” means but I think it’s kind of like spittle.)
But then when I listen to our leader, El Rushbo (I just love that name, don’t you? He’s so very clever. And with his golden microphone and his buddy Snerdly, wow, he’s just so great. We’re lucky to have him at the top of the ticket . . . Is that the right word? Ticket?) Anyhoozy (*giggle to myself*), El Rushbo says the executives deserve it . . . that they had contracts that assured them this money.
I tell you it all just makes my little girl head spin for cripe’s sake! Maybe it would all go away if we could just vote for Rush and Sarah now. Is there anyway for us TRUE conservatives to do that? I know for a fact that our founding fathers in their infinite wisdom wrote that into the Constitution, that we could replace a liberal with a conservative if more than 150 gathered for a tea bag party at any given place at any given time. (My boyfriend will be thrilled to hear that . . . *chortle, snort, with just a little gag*) I think it comes right after “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.” Or is that the Declaration of Independence? So, what gives? Can you help a sister out?
I sure hope so . . . XOXOXOX . . . Muah! Luv ya!
