Wednesday, August 20, 2008

The Porpoise Driven Wife



 Several questions have been bugging me ever since last weeks yaboob-oh-rama at Rick Warrens Camel-toe Church  deal with McNasty and the O man. In no particular order here we go:

Exactly who in the name of fuck is this fat schmoo Warren guy anyhow? 

Why is he the only person out of 300+ million Americans who gets to have a Q&A with the candidates?

If we are gonna have  a game show format with the sno-cone of silence and all that silly shit, why not a real game show host? Is Bob Barker still alive? Alan Funt? How about Alex Trebek? I'll take pandering to rednecks  for 500 Alex....

Remind me again who in the name of the sacred bleeding asshole of Saint Peter sport coat boy is again? 

Why can't other whacked "religious leaders" have a chance? How about an hour of one on one with the Hare Krishna dudes outside baggage claim at the airport? That could be fun if the rules made the candidates answer each question using a variation of the words "rama rama, ding dong".

And if the Rickster gets to "represent" "Christians", then why can't the Jews nominate someone for a koffee klatch chat at Uncle Josh's Deli? What about Woody Allen? He could ask about their views on the legal marriage age.

And come to think of it...I still want to know, who appointed this fat slob to be heavens spokesman? Last time I checked Mullah Omar , The Pope, Billy Graham,  and  some obese Spanish dude next to the corn dog tent were claiming the tittle.
 

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