Question: Why did Øfascist pretend to cross the road?

nswer: To fool you into thinking he wasn't on the wrong side of it anymore.

Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk ... yuk yuk ... yuk.

Another one:

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

Spending freeze.

Spending freeze who?

Spending freely zillions is better than spending freely gazillions!

Har har har har har har har har har ... har ... har and har.

You'll like this one:

Barack "Light Skinned" Øbama, Harry "No Negro Dialect" Reid, and Nancy "Pinhead" Pelosi walk into a bar. The bartender asks them, "What'll you gents and non-gent have?" "I'll have fourteen gallons of whiskey," Teh Light-Skinned Øne™ says. The bartender looks at him funnily and asks, "Are you sure?" "Sure I'm sure!" So the bartender disappears into the back room and, about ten minutes later, reemerges pushing a wheelbarrow filled with one-gallon jugs of whiskey. "There you go — fourteen gallons," the bartender says. TLSØ rushes over to the wheelbarrow, greedily grabs a gallon jug, pulls out its cork, and gulps down all the whiskey inside it in just one swallow. After burping, he greedily grabs another jug and does the exact same thing. Then another, and another, and another, etc., until finally there's nothing left in the wheelbarrow but fourteen empty one-gallon jugs. After staggering back to the bar, he tells his companions (in a heavily-slurred, albeit no-Negro dialect), "Boy, th-th-thatt-tt ww-wwass-ss gg-gg-gg-, er, gg-ggood! I, uh, th-th-thinnkk-kk I, uh, I'll, uh, hh-hh-hhave — fifteen gallons moooorre!" "Sounds great," Teh Pinheady One™ says. The stunned bartender asks, "Are you sure?" TLSØ slaps the bar and says, "Ss-ssuuuurre I, uh, I'mm—" then falls flat on his punch-drunk face. From the floor he tells the bartender, "Oo-on ss-ss-, er, ss-ssecond, uh, th-th-thoughtt-tt, mm-mm-mmake th-th-thatt-tt, uh — fourteen gallons moooorre!" "Why fourteen?" the bartender asks. "I, uh, I'mm, er, in-in-instituu-uu-uting, er, a drinking freeeezze!"

Snicker snicker snicker snicker snicker snicker snicker snicker snicker snicker ... snicker and snicker and snicker.

Well, at least these aren't as lame as those the lying Cømedian-in-Chief will be telling reading to his tax and spend-crazed cømrades in al Qongress tomorrow night.

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