"I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars, and I've finally gone up in smoke. Now my hand is on the wheel, of something that's real and I feel like I'm going home".
Monday, February 04, 2008
He's Bob Dole without the warmth and charm!
I know it's a breach of etiquette but I'm posting a caption contest on my blog.
"Damn you Huckabee! I told you to pack the Metamucil!"
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Anonymous
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Presidential hopeful John McCain valiantly tries to suppress the werewolf symptoms until the curtain is drawn...
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man, I'm Popeye the Sailor Man. I'm strong to the finich Cause I eats me spinach. I'm Popeye the Sailor Man.
I'm one tough Gazookus Which hates all Palookas Wot ain't on the up and square. I biffs 'em and buffs 'em And always out roughs 'em But none of 'em gets nowhere.
4 comments:
Presidential hopeful John McCain valiantly tries to suppress the werewolf symptoms until the curtain is drawn...
The Republican Liberal John McCain suddenly realizes he has to go potty.
A little long, but well worth it:
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man,
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man.
I'm strong to the finich
Cause I eats me spinach.
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man.
I'm one tough Gazookus
Which hates all Palookas
Wot ain't on the up and square.
I biffs 'em and buffs 'em
And always out roughs 'em
But none of 'em gets nowhere.
That's it...put a fork in me....I'm done!! You guys are too good!
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