Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Wormer, he's a dead man! Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer, dead!


Allen, dead! Talent, dead! Burns, dead! Santorum, dead! DeWine, dead! Steele, dead! Hayworth, dead! Pombo, dead! Chocola, dead! Hostettler, dead! Ryun, dead! Bass, Kelly, Sweeney, dead, dead, dead! Weldon, dead! Sherwood, dead!

A stinging rebuke. A thorough repudiation. An utter humiliation. A good old-fashioned country ass-whipping.

President Allen? (Snort.) President Santorum? (Guffaw.)

I felt kind of bad about Chafee, but I got over it in a second or two.

I'd like to be in Washington when the new Congress is seated, but I might wait until the cherry blossoms subpoenas are in full bloom.

2 Comments:

  • Jesus Christ, you're right. I hadn't realized just how many Omegas there were in charge.

    By Blogger Kevin Wolf, at 12:12 PM  

  • You have to admit, like in alternate reality, it'd be a little fun to see what a President Santorum would do. Just to see how crazy shit would get.

    By Blogger Grant Miller, at 5:20 PM  

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