Oh Chuck, that reminds me of: (to the tune of The Battle of New Orleans)
Oh we’re the boys from Camp Cucamonga,
Our mothers send us here for to study Nature’s ways.
We’ve learned to make sparks by rubbing sticks together,
If we ever catch the girls, we will set the woods ablaze . . .
Oh. The Flabdominal Snowjob.
Ironically enough, if the election was held today, Mickey Mouse would get more votes!
She’s supposed to be at the Roselyn Carter Life Tribute.
‘Wonder if she’ll wear that jacket
’Ever hear of the WWII warship that sank a Japanese sub by hurling potatoes at them?
I wouldn’t wrap a fish in the Far Right organ calling itself: the new americanist DOT com. It’s from a Rupert Murdoch wannabe.
In fact, it would be on the cutting edge!
Father Coughlin’s true confession started with, “Forgive me father, for I am scum . . .” and went downhill from there.
“Every repressive regime has their trigger words.”
- all from the drooling mouth of the Flabdominal Snowjob