First comes the frying pan, then the fire.
What’s that your frying up? Smells like an Eric Holder. Golly,
look at him squirm and sizzle. Make sure he doesn’t get
too crisp. I don’t like crispy bacon/I mean Holder.
Wow, I hear the kids upstairs shuffling around. They must smell breakfast. I hope there’s enough Holder to go
all around.
(5 minutes later)
Kids, don’t eat too fast. Oh, look, Jeffery’s chewed him up and spit him out. Honey, I’m gonna throw those bad pieces away; where’s the garbage can. Or you can feed them to the dogs.
Honey, on your way home from work, be sure to get extra garbage bags at the store. I plan to make a lot more Obama administration roasts. Well, when you do, don’t forget to recycle. The city dump wants us to carefully separate the tax cheats from the outright liars. Honey, what about the Chris Dodd mortgage frauds, and let’s not forget the outright hypocrites, the “live within your means” creeps who’r spending money our country doesn’t have, bankrupting the kids’ future.
Oh, right, well, I hear they’ll be taken away in a special refuse collector.
Gotta go.
Have a nice day, kids. Study hard.
“Mom, today we’re studying the American Revolution, the 2009 version that’s in the process of getting rid of all the garbage.”
