Mr. White Hell Mutt,
Look, if I hurt your feelings, I’m terribly sorry, but in politics, even as a lowly commenter, you need a thick skin.
Actually, I expected a little cutting sarcasm from you, but apparently all you’ve got in your tank are a few lonely insults. And that’s not only called sad, but also a smidgen hypocritical (from the Latin, hypocrisis, third declension dative case). Here’s why.
You accuse me of insulting people; imply it’s bad form, yet that’s precisely what you tried to hurl at lil’ ole’ bright, blue eyed bushy tailed Rachel. Incidentally, does your wife know how mean spirited you sound when you besmirch this missys’ missives, sully her good name and take me away from my studies. Huh? Does your wife know that you pick on girls?
While I’m reading about how to waive the tort and sue in assumpsit, I’m badgered by a guy who shouldn’t be in the kitchen if he can’t stand the heat. Maybe it’s time you put those Obama style hobnail boots on and goose step your way from the fridge to the micro wave where you can cook yourself a Boca burger, put a piece of low fat cheese on it and fill that empty spot in your life, whatever it is. I suspect you spend too much time watching reruns of Golden Girls and worrying about your cholesterol.
Me oh my, Barack is conspiring to figuratively see this wonderful U S of A carried out on a stretcher, and you’re lollygagging your way through life thinking he’s the second coming.
Old friend, the brown eyed handsome man is a low life; downright disgraceful. Running our economy into the ground, spending money we don’t have that will surely deny generations from realizing their American Dream. Just because you don’t have children of your own doesn’t mean you can’t feel for others.
This is an American Tragedy (footnote to Ted Deriser). White Hellcat, don’t your care? From sea to shining sea to overseas Barack and his bedfellows are trying to destroy the free enterprise system that has given us the highest standard of living in history, while dismantling a missile defense system capable of at least protecting us from attack and potential annihilation. What is it about terrorists, crazy talking countries like Nut Korea and Iran; and the threat of sneak attack that you don’t understand?
You want to cross verbal swords (fiddle around with) an admittedly politically obsessed just graduated from college girl, kicked off the Stanford cheerleading team in her senior year for “conduct unbecoming the school”. I lost my boyfriend over it. They won’t let us date anymore. And my father can’t do anything about it.
In reality, you should be on my side using your resources, small as they might be, to clear my name at school while unseating the sociopath we put into the oval office.
White Helmet, I want you to consider helping to bring about the day when Barack and Michelle are led out of the White House in handcuffs.
They aren’t out to save the economy or help the troops. They’re out to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory in Iraq.
White Helmet, it’s like injecting antibiotics into someone who just contracted samonella poisoning. Bad.
Electing George Obama was like trying to put out a wild fire with gasoline.
I ask for your help, White Feather, and you mock me. I know you never served in the military. But you can still serve your country. It may have needed you before, but neverbefore has it needed you like it needs you know. We here at PJM have a small coterie of brothers and sisters that have banded together to save this ship of state before it’s intentionally grounded on southern beaches and left to rot.
Tomorrow is a new day. I am willing to take you, White hair and all into my confidence; into our group. Washington crossed to the Jersey side and raised hell with British troops. Let us teach you how to fight
But first I’ll give you a crash course about what we’re fighting for. It’s going to be a three ambien night for Rachel. I’ve got to do a paper and fall asleep.
I spent a lot of time with you tonight white helmet. Next week tell me if we can meet someplace around school where we can make the most of it.
Rachel
