Pathetic waste of skin and neurons Dr. Jerome Corsi, PhD, has in recent months shifted from being a straight-out birther to claiming that Barack Obama is a flaming homosexualist, presumably because being a birther mostly just gets him merely a tired indulgent laugh these days, even from other wingnuts. So now, yeah, Obama is gay and spends all his time gaying up everything, especially the State Department and the diplomatic corps. So therefore, it's perfectly reasonable for Corsi to ask a very simple question:
they can hire Uncle Ted and the lessor Hank to play their shindig and maybe have a dramatic reading from Billy Baldwin or Victoria Jackson. For the finale they can burn down a giant wicker chair...
As a side note- I'd certainly go, can you imagine the money you could make selling sun screen and Blistex to that crowd?
Jesus Christ. I leave you guys alone for an afternoon to go buy dogfood and do some winetasting, and you end up with Wayne Fucking Madsen.
There's a lotta corsi out here on the tubes this evening, and there are some serious piles of ryan developing. Y'all be careful you don't romney yourselves.
So true. And thank you, Jerome Corsi, for increasing my p-ness!
they can hire Uncle Ted and the lessor Hank to play their shindig and maybe have a dramatic reading from Billy Baldwin or Victoria Jackson. For the finale they can burn down a giant wicker chair...
As a side note- I'd certainly go, can you imagine the money you could make selling sun screen and Blistex to that crowd?
Actually, "Jerome Corsi" works pretty well as an insult.
Are you glowering at me?
Oh, wait. "Well-groomed". Ha ha ha. Never mind.
I believe he's thinking of Dr Jill's charming two-handed endorsement of Ol Handsome Joe.
Like I said above, "Jerome Corsi" should be a sufficient curse for any occasion.
I'd say "Don't ask", except that the answer is IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER.
Which I'm well aware you know. It's hard to respond to snark.
Who knows? But fuck me, this is the Chairman of the Alabama Republican Party? Of the whole state?
Man, we still have a long road ahead.
Just don't hang the chair off the deck.
I assume that these are days when your imagination is set on "benign".
I dunno. Ceiling Cat all day might get boring.
30,000? That's a big motherfucking crowd.
Thank you, unknown Libyan friends.
Jesus Christ. I leave you guys alone for an afternoon to go buy dogfood and do some winetasting, and you end up with Wayne Fucking Madsen.
There's a lotta corsi out here on the tubes this evening, and there are some serious piles of ryan developing. Y'all be careful you don't romney yourselves.
Dr. Edward Teller?
We could call upon Dexter.
Actually, they should have a Ph.D program in Fucking Political Science.. So we could laugh.