(Cross-posted on Broadsides, the Homespun Family Blog)
oh babie babie hope and change
hope and change hope and change
hope and…ahhhhhhhhhh!
was it good for you my fellow Americans?
I need a cigarette
whew…
Mr. President?
yes Christine?
that was my very first time
and I didn’t feel a thing
I don’t think anybody
felt anything
well shit O’Donnell
do it to yourself next time
jeez…I know I got off
you got a light?
no and Mr. President
I don’t think you should be
advocating onanism…
I thought that was onerism…
no onanism
and God killed Onan
for spilling his seed
it’s in Genesis
so I don’t think you should be
advocating an act unnatural
to God’s law on national TV
shit you’re one smart honky bitch
you know O’Donnell
I like to do a good screwin’
almost every day
like that last Pentagon budget
and restoring off-shore drilling
in the Gulf
talk about drillin’ heh
I really got off on that one
well Mr. President if you’ll permit me
I really think there’s something lacking
in your technique
I mean when George and Dick
screwed…bad word…when they fornicated people
you knew you were really getting fornicated
you really felt it
well shit I…
nobody is feeling it Mr. President
nobody cares
look at the liberals and the lefties
do you see them marching in the streets?
well maybe you could conjure up
a spell Chrissy?
I hear you’re into that stuff
no Mr. President
that was when I was young and naive
before I met Jesus
at a tea party
may I make some suggestions?
go ahead and shoot your load
lower taxes on the rich
permanently
abolish all estate taxes
permanently
make abortion a capital crime
like some kind of terrorism
raise taxes on the poor
no health care
no child care
send gays to Guantanamo
reinstate the draft
put the dollar on the flag
shut down the Internet
and make the disabled work for a living
people will feel it
you know…hell let me try it
come ‘er
tax the poor tax the poor
hope and change hope and change
save the rich screw the kids
kill the Net jail the gays
hope and change hope and…ahhhhhhhh!!!
that was better Mr. President
I think I’d like a cigarette now
yeah and I gotta raise the taxes
on these things too
how’s that for a screwin’?
very good
and don’t forget junk food
and baby food
yeah
you know Chrissy
maybe I will get rid of Biden in ’12
wanna get together?
oh Mr. President
people would really feel that
you’re becoming a stud
hope and change babie
wait til next year
all this has just been foreplay
I’m gonna hope and change
their brains out
hope and change their sorry asses good
and don’t use protection
right
and no health care
thank you Mr. President
I feel so…well…fornicated
and I didn’t even use my hands
well keep your tits up Chrissy
I gotta go try this shit
on Michelle
tax the poor tax the poor
the black poor the black poor
yes Mr. President
give it to her good
give it to her once for me
oh my…………………
Peter Buknatski
Montpelier, Vt.
I was just foolin’ around with the truth and the Bible the way the Christians do. Christine would probably be too prissy to talk about coitus interruptus–it was probably how she was conceieved.