Here's the new product line. These shirts are going to make a bundle.
Coldest State, Hottest Governor
VILF
I ♥ Baracky Road
Now I Favor Alaskan Drilling
Eskimo Pie
Sorry, Joe. It's so. The caps and hair plugs and chairing the Foreign Relations Committee don't do it for me anymore. These are the kind of relations I'm talking 'bout. But I will miss the Joe Biden vs. Joe Liebermann VP debate. Talk about Joe-Mentum. Two great, fiery orators going toe to toe. Wow, I'll miss that.
I just wish I'd have beaten somebody to the action figure punch. Though those look like they ought to be on Robot Chicken to me.
Thank you, Ludacris for not making me recycle that Sarah Smile post title.
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VILF?!
She's a GILP!
Governor.
I'd.
Like. To.
Pummel.
Or Puke on.
Somewhere in Harlem, Bill Clinton is plotting a "switch-a-roo" with McCain.
I don't get the VILF one. Victor? Villain? Wait. Now I get it.
I cannot explain to you how much I am ashamed we were born in the same state. And that my husband went to college with her (yes, he did, I'm not lying). He didn't know her but it's a fun fact.
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