Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Quotidiots

I'd like to import the ability that the Brits are doing to export and deport a bunch of hate-rhetoric filled mullahs and imams that are stoking anti-American sentiment. Wouldn't it be great if anybody who speaks out against this country, to kick them out of the country? Anybody that threatens this country, kick 'em out. We'd get rid of Michael Moore, we'd get rid of half the Democratic Party if we would just import that law. That would be fabulous.
- Rush Limbaugh dreams of a glorious America-To-Be, while fighting the Global Struggle Against Grammar

The savages have declared war, and it's far preferable to fight them in the streets of Baghdad than in the streets of New York (where the residents would immediately surrender).
- New Yorker Ann Coulter

Candidly, the Republican Party did not have a lot of ideas, regarding the poor.
- Sen. Rick "Put A Fork In Me" Santorum

4 Comments:

Anonymous Cleetus Santana said...

With all this mind numbing political rhetoric- we need a breath of fresh air!

Walken in 2008 for President!

Yes, Christopher Walken has decided to throw his hat in the ring! Move over Clinton, Frist, Clark and Scroturum... We finally have someone we can truly get behind!

www.walken2008.com

Tuesday, August 16, 2005 5:14:00 PM  
Blogger Count Screwloose said...

I saw this and it's a pretty good job. Hey, I'd vote for him. Just to hear him say, "My...fellow Americans..."

But the giveaway is the little Walken quotes in the righthand corners of each page. Someone's having fun with us. Too bad, in a way!

Coolest...President...EVER!

RG

Thursday, August 18, 2005 1:34:00 PM  
Anonymous Cleetus Santana said...

It is a shame! Heck- we had a B-movie actor in old Ronnie Raygun. President Walken would be just amazing.

Remember his part in Pulp Fiction (Capt. Koons)when he gave Bruce Willis (Butch) the watch?....

"The way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any of the slopes were gonna get their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you."

Brilliant!

Thursday, August 18, 2005 3:27:00 PM  
Blogger Count Screwloose said...

"Don't Ask, Don't Tell Time."

RG

Saturday, August 20, 2005 11:20:00 PM  

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