In a Denver candy shop yesterday, John McCain asked a voter, “How about some old-fashioned fudge?” and the voter fell on the floor laughing about what a pervy old gaywad he was, the end. [Top of the Ticket]
Put That Thing Away, John McCain
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I think it’s cause McCain demanded that Cindy’s fudge be packed real tight.
Most voters would rather be fudge-packed by Obama.
Kudos for finding an airport restroom photo of Guy Smiley.
A real gentleman will have rid himself of the fudge before he gets packed, sheesh. Doesn’t anyone have manners anymore?
i’ll take half a pound of packed fudge, a dozen trollips, and one bag of blogger cunts (I hate the blogger cunts).
th-th-that’s not c-c-c-candy we can b-b-believe in…
That picture is very suggestive. If asked to interpret it, I would say Mittens is getting ready to do some fudge digging up WALNUTS!’s ass. He looks pretty excited to me.
[re=31059]kudzu[/re]:
Just picking the walnuts from Walnut’s Fudge.
I don’t like walnuts in my fudge.
McCain chatted with a veteran he encountered in the store before perusing the countless rows of yummies and suggesting, “How about some old-fashioned fudge?” (Can you hear the McCain communications people cringing over the term “old-fashioned”?)
By “old fashioned” McCain means: “back how they used to make it in the Olduvai Gorge.”
The Fudge Factor? Bend over and hang on fella…OUCH!
‘And then one of the conscientious college students working behind the candy counter asked the accompanying reporters if they needed any help. And McCain answered with a smile, “There’s a lot of these people that need help, I guarantee you. But they won’t find it here.”‘
If that’s high humor, I’ll stick with the low kind, thanks. I suppose he could’ve said “They’re beyond help”, which has the virtue of brevity. Or “Do you have any chocolate suppositories?” since scatalogical humor is always good for a laugh. But it’s all a wash: he just sounds mean.
I really don’t get it. Isn’t there anyone in the McCain campaign nervy enough to tell him,
“Dude. Your biggest problem is people think you’re old and senile. You’re not doing yourself any good when you act like someone who just escaped from a nursing home.”
what, were they out of werther’s original?
Another example why Mort Sahl, Tom Lehrer and others are out of work.
Cindy looks so completely Botoxed-up in that pic that she’d be hard-pressed to open her mouth wide enough to accomodate anything larger than a Pixie-Stix.
Old Fashioned Fudge=The Kind Packed in Closets, a traditional GOP delicacy.
This means Mittens is Veep, right?
Did he offer to push in the voter’s stool?
Hey, if you were stuck in the Hanoi Hilton, wouldn’t you try to pack some fudge? Old habits are hard to break.
Increasingly, Wonkette is becoming obsolete. Why bother satirizing when one need only quote?
Comedy gold, sure; but this shit writes itself.
And then one of the conscientious college students working behind the candy counter asked the accompanying reporters if they needed any help. And McCain answered with a smile, “There’s a lot of these people that need help, I guarantee you. But they won’t find it here.”
BUTTSECKS??
He doesn’t even NEED any more fudge. He’s got closets full of fudged truth he can serve at any moment. (if he can remember wher the closet is….)
Mittens is just plain disturbing. I’d rather have Vincent Price’s corpse as VP.
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