Thursday, January 13, 2005 |
That is, everything after the words "yield our greatest victories."
I
n honor of the tremendous restraint this way-too-senior senator from Massoqueeretts showed in using the word "quagmire" only thrice, I've composed the following Irish-sounding limerick (substitute Southern accent for his nominally slurred brogue):
- There once was a senator named Ted
Who really was quite overfed;
He ran off a bridge,
Hid booze in his fridge,
And didn't care who he left dead.
As someone whose enormous entirety epitomizes the very essence of their party's
so-called values, he's the Dhimmis' obvious choice for national chairperson.
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