Thursday, April 10, 2008

a warning

Dear Michelle Obama,

If you so much as try to touch my piece of pie, I will stab my fork through the back of your fucking hand - twice, if it's pumpkin.

And God help you if it's à la mode.

14 comments:

Dave said...

And make sure you use the big serving fork....

New Jovian Thunderbolt said...

Sounds like Pie-Rage problem is a problem that Socialism can fix!

Breda said...

I am serious about my pie, you betcha.

Robb Allen said...

Thanks for getting my blood pressure up.

It's crap like that that makes me almost (but not quite) vow to pull the lever for McCain.

I'm still writing in Fred at this moment.

Mike W. said...

If Ms. Obama wants to help people she can donate most of her income, downgrade to a small house and a Honda and live like an "average American."

She can start by giving me 20% of her annual income. I can live off of that.

Oh wait?... you didn't really think SHE and her husband were going to be the ones sacrificing for the "common-good" did you?

Oh, and the idea that her and Barack had trouble paying off student loans had he not written his books is ludicrous. They were making $200-250K/yr minimum.

phlegmfatale said...

where do I take a number to get in on the fork thing?

Rick R said...

I want pictures!!! Oh hell no, I want VIDEO!!!

You tell 'em girl!!

Michael Hawkins said...

Dibs on seconds!

Lorimor said...

"The truth is, in order to get things like universal health care and a revamped education system, then someone is going to have to give up a piece of their pie so that someone else can have more."


Miss Taggart, do you know the hallmark of the second - rater? It's resentment of another man's achievement. Those touchy mediocrities who sit trembling lest someone's work prove greater than their own -- they have no inkling of the loneliness that comes when you reach the top. The loneliness for an equal - for a mind to respect and an achievement to admire. They bare their teeth at you from out of their rat holes, thinking you take pleasure in letting your brilliance dim them - while you'd give a year of your life to see a flicker of talent anywhere among them. They envy achievement, and their dream of greatness is a world where all men have become their acknowledged inferiors. They don't know that that dream is infallible proof of mediocrity, because that sort of world is what the man of achievement would not be able to bear. They have no way of knowing what he feels when surrounded by inferiors - hatred? No, not hatred, but boredom - the terrible, hopeless, draining, paralyzing boredom. Of what account are praise and adulation from men whom you don't respect? Have you ever felt the longing for someone you could admire? For something, not to look down at, but up to?

To hell with Modern Liberalism!

I feel better now.

kaveman said...

I put arsenic is one half of my pie, try to guess which half.

DirtCrashr said...

Her pie is a cow-pie.

Jeffrey Quick said...

You DID read what your hero rachl lukis had to say about that, yes?

hairy hobbit said...

please use a dull rusty fecal covered fork with exceptionally thick tines.

Doug said...

You can't honestly believe that Hillary or McCain are thinking much differently at this point.

I'll share a little something my grandpa used to tell me. "All politicians are crooks in some way."