Showing posts with label Barack Obama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Barack Obama. Show all posts

08 June 2010

Census Cats

http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/funny-pictures-cat-takes-census.jpgAnd now for the Cheech and Chong routine about the census cats:.. Only, Cheech has been under the weather and filling in for him is President Obama, who accepted this bullshit gig because he doesn't get enough positive mentions in the press.

Obama: [knock knock]

Chong: Yeah, man, what the fuck? I mean who in hell are you?

Obama: Sir, Uh, I've been trying to find out who lives, uh, in that house across the street. Nobody, uh, nobody answers.

Chong: Yeah man, that's a funny place, man. Why the fuck are you calling me Sir, Mister Preside... oh fuck I fucked that up. Shit. [pause] Hey, you got a light?

Obama: Uh, no.

Chong: Just a hemidemisemiquaver then, man, Ima go grab a light offa the stove.

Obama: Uh. That's okay then.

[a very long wait]

Chong: Man, that electric stove really sucks as a lighter man. Doesn't light a cancer stick worth a tinker's damn. I had to hold my cig against the eye for like five minutes. And then I had to smoke a bong cuz I can't believe the fucking President is at my front door. Man, this is some crazy shit or I been smoking some crazier shit!

Obama: Uh. So... about the house across the street.

Chong: Yeah, man, what a bunch of crazy cats over there man. They keep crazy hours and shit man. Must be fifteen or twenty of them.

Obama: Fifteen or twenty? Is that one family?

Chong: Yeah, man, it's like an extended family and shit with grandparents and parents and little kitties, man.

Obama: Grandparents, and parents, uh, and little kiddies?

Chong: Yeah, man, those are some crazy cats over there. You ought to hear their music, man. Like something Yoko Ono would sing in space, if there was sound in space. Which there isn't.


Obama: Fifteen, uh, are you sure about that fifteen?

Chong: Yeah, man, fifteen easy. [whispers] Say, are you high too? You saying "uh" a lot like you're stoned or something, man.

Obama: [frowns] Thank you sir, that's what I needed to know. You have done a great service to the census and the correct distribution of federal funds.

Cheech: Okay, laterz, man. ... Man what a funny dude, man. Why does the census care about an empty house full of cats and shit?

Obama: [furious, into Blackberry] Timmy? I want you to send your nastiest IRS motherfuckers out and crawl up this guy's asshole and audit him back to the day he was born, and his parents to the day they were born, and back through the generations until the fall of the Roman Empire in Istanbul. Find some fucking dirt on him. Oh, and send $15 million in stimulus money to the poor family of artists across the street.


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30 March 2010

The French to the rescue?

President Obama wants France to help him turn the tide in Afghanistan.

No, don't look back. You read it right the first time. The ObaMessiah wants the help of the people who got whooped by the Germans at least three times in 70 years, then proceded to get their asses handed to them by the Vietnamese only to come running to us for help. These are the people responsible for half of the problems in the Middle East in the first place, and Teh Won wants their help?

Obama is likely to ask Sarkozy to add to France's current total of 3,750 troops, mostly trainers for the Afghan military. Of course, Bambi dithered for four months trying to figure out the politically acceptable number of troops to send to Afghanistan. Had he supplied General McCrystal with the full complement troops asked for in the first place, he might not need France's help now. Sending more American troops, after all, would be tantamount to admitting that he made a mistake not sending more back then.

And of course, the ObaMessiah is never wrong...

Bambi can't risk fracturing the already strained liberal coalition. Each constituency has their "cause du-jour". One faction wants the U.S. out of Iraq and Afghanistan. Another wants us out of Iraq but fighting the Taliban. Another couldn't care less about the war as long as Obamacare is enacted. Still more are desperate Crap & Tax, Gun Control™, punitive taxes on the rich and/or environmental regulations that send us back to the Bronze Age.

But this coalition is strained. Now they've got "their guy". He promised them he could deliver everything they wanted and pay for it with fairy farts and leprechaun snot. So they want him to make it happen, and each one wants him to make their issue his top priority. The longer he waits on their particular favorite issue, the angrier they are getting.

So he got Obamacare. Now he needs this darn pesky war to go away so he can focus on his other constituencies. So he goes to the nation that is easily his closest ideological ally: France. Y'know, the country that has been trying to enact socialism since before Marx wrote his manifesto. The country that forces people to work fewer hours to ensure artificially lower unemployment rates. The country that has riots every time a Minister of Parliament sneezes. The country that actually licenses line dance callers for "safety purposes". Yeah. France.

Now, I'm not about to say to the French, "No, you can't send your troops to Afghanistan." The more help we have killing Taliban jihadists, the better; and frankly the Foreign Legion is one good thing the French military has going for it. That said, for Teh Won to come groveling to Sarkozy for help is utterly ridiculous. The French public hate that French troops are in Afghanistan in the first place. They don't want us to succeed, or at least, not with their help.

Bambi can't swallow his pride and admit to America he was wrong. His whole political existence is built upon being right, dammit! Bambi is never wrong! Don't you know that?!?! He's never wrong! He's NEVER WRONG!!!1!11!!1!

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26 January 2010

Barack Obama Reads My Pet Goat











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15 November 2009

The Adventures of Resident Obama



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15 October 2009

0 controls the horizontal; 0 controls the vertical

The Obama regime is taking over your television from October 19-25 on more than 60 network TV shows. Read these.
You and your family, friends, and neighbors will be deluged with TV programming that urges the viewers to go to iparticipate.org or iparticipate.net and sign up to take time off from work and family to volunteer at Planned Parenthood or other far left causes. They are going to try to convince your kids that you are a bad person who should be turned in to the thought police if you aren't an environmentalist, union organizing, progressive douchebag like them. This is going to be an advertising blitz just like the frikking Obama campaign. How 1984 from Big Brother Barack Obama!

So... do you think White House Communications Commissar Anita "Mao Tse" Dunn has anything to do with this?




Why so serious America? We control the horizontal. We control the vertical. We control your television and will force you to volunteer in our causes, where you will be indoctrinated and assimilated, or be treated for irreconcilable attitude problems.

Update 1: Stix suggested maybe we can volunteer to do something like this? It could work!



Update 2: Instapundit is on it. So is memeorandum. Also Atlas Shrugs, Gawker and Weasel Zippers

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11 October 2009

Needs more cowbell

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04 October 2009

not Afrobama: George Bush is to Blame

George Bush is to Blame
By: not Afrobama*

I was gonna pitch like Cy Young, but Bush is to blame
I was gonna have smoke free lungs, but Bush is to blame
My lungs are nicotine stained, I'm so ashamed (oh man) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

I gonna give kids jobs and hope, but Bush is to blame
I was gonna get them off dope, but Bush is to blame
Prosperity's around the corner, so I proclaim (woah man) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

I was gonna cross the aisle, but Bush is to blame
Bipartisanship's just not my style, but Bush is to blame
Republicans are terrorist racists, cuz they so lame (say it ain't so) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

I was gonna shut down Gitmo, but Bush is to blame
I was gonna let al Qaeda go, but Bush is to blame (No he ain't)
It's harder than a Smash Brothers Brawl video game (say what?) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

I apologized to the UN, 'cuz Bush is to blame (I'm serious man)
Blamed George Bush again and again, 'cuz Bush is to blame
Now I'm a laughingstock, it's really a shame (why man) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

I's gonna save or create jobs, Bush is to blame
Keep getting beat up by Lou Dobbs, but Bush is to blame
Now the economy sucks, my legacy's maimed (ow! man) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

The stimulus didn't stimulate, but Bush is to blame (I'm serious)
Health Care isn't going too great, but Bush is to blame
Now I'm playing a basketball half-court game, (turn this shit off) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

Chicago's my favorite town, but Bush is to blame
My IOC pitch got shot down, but Bush is to blame
Now the teabaggers are laughing, it's so insane, (why man) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

I'm gonna stop singing this song, but Bush is to blame
I'm singing this whole thing wrong, but Bush is to blame
If I don't get on Mount Rushmore, I miss my aim (oh man) but Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame
George Bush is to blame

* to the tune of this song.


Inspired by Dr. Sanity's version of Because I got High.

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30 September 2009

The holey book of Ogenesis I and II




Ogenesis I

1 First Barack made his campaign. 2 The campaign was without form and void, and hope and change was upon the face of the nation, and the Spirit of Barack Obama was upon the face of modern politics. 3 And Barack said, "Let there be lies", and there was lies. 4 And Barack saw that the lies were good, and Barack separated them from the truth. 5 Barack lied during the Day, and then there was Night. He lied in the evening and then there was morning, day one.

6 And Barack said, "Let there be talking points in the midst of the campaign, and let them separate the truth from the lies." 7 And Barack made talking points and separated the lies which were believed and the truth which was not. 8 And Barack called the talking point truth. And it was so. He lied in the evening and then there was morning, a second day.

9 And Barack said, "Let the lies under the campaign be gathered together into one place, and let treasure appear." And it was so. 10 Barack called the treasure minimum wage, and the hoards that were gathered together he called sheeple. And Barack saw that he was good. 11 And Barack said, "Let us put forth fabrication, townhall plants and fruitcakes bearing their labor, each according to its kind, upon the campaign." And it was so. 12 And Barack saw that it was good. 13 And he lied that evening and then there was morning, a third day.

14 And Barack said, "Let there be hope and change in the talking points and let them be a signal of change and hope for seasons and for days and years, 15 and let there be obfuscation in the talking points to create confusion upon the sheeple." And it was so. 16 And Barack proclaimed dissimulation to rule the day, and equivocation to rule the night. 17 And Barack set them to give cover upon the campaign, 18 to rule over the days headline, and to separate the truth from the talking point. And Barack saw that he was good. 19 And he lied in the evening and then there was morning, a fourth day.

20 And Barack said, "Let the sheeple bring forth swarms of undead creatures, and let the criticism fly above the campaign." 21 So Barack created the great and greedy monsters and every undead creature that moves, according to their kinds, and every worthless cretin according to its kind. And Barack saw that they were voters. 22 And Barack blessed them, saying, "Be misleading and rob the honest sheeple when they turn away, and let the felons multiply and vote early and often." 23 And there was lying in the evening and there were waffles to break his fast in the morning, a fifth day.

24 And Barack said, "Let the organizers bring forth undead creatures according to their kinds: Acorn slackers and SEIU brutes and turf-masters of the campaign according to their kinds." And it was so. 25 And Barack paid the turf-masters according to their kinds and the slackers and the hungry community organizers according to their kind. And Barack saw that they were voters. 26 Then Barack said, "Let us make all voters in our image, after our likeness, and let us teach them that socialism is just and let us take control over the earning of their gold, and over the size of their chariots, and over all progressive douchebags that tread upon our fatherland." 27 So Barack created the liberal activists in his own image, in the image of himself he created them, male, female, transgender.

28 And Barack blessed them, and Barack said to them, "Reach out to the unwashed and multiply, fill the campaign with your treasure, and have nationalization over the stores of gold and over the chariots and over every undead thing that moves upon the land." 29 And Barack said, "Behold, I have given you every teaparty plants yielding signage which is upon the face and around the shoulder and head area of all who dare get in their way, 30 and Barack said the beatings were good. 31 And Barack saw the chaos that he had wrought, and behold, it was very good. And he lied that evening and then there was morning, a sixth day.

Ogenesis II

1 Thus the outlandish rhetoric and the eternal campaigning had begun. 2 And on the seventh day Barack pondered his fraud and deception which he had done. 3 So Barack blessed the seventh day and hallowed it, because on it Barack rested from all his calumniation.

4 In the day that Lord Barack made the campaigns and the rhetoric, 5 when no townhall plant was yet under the bus and no green-shoots in the field had yet sprung up, for the Lord Barack had not yet caused it to rain gold upon the campaigns...there was no Acorn to fill the ballot boxes, 6 but a Soro's funded mist escaped from the depths and spread wealth to the whole face of Democrat party.

7 Then Lord Barack formed Acorn from the graft, and deposited into it's coffers the breath of life, and Acorn became a living being. 8 For the Lord Barack created a garden of Cheaten, in the east, and there he put the Acorn whom he had formed. 9 And out of the mist of Soro's, Lord Barack made Acorn grow mighty branches of mendacity, the SEIU was also planted amongst the lush manure of media matters. 10 A river of gold flowed out of Cheaten to fund the garden, and there it was divided into countless tributaries.

11 The Lord Barack took the Acorn and put it in the garden of Cheaten to till it and keep it. 12 And the Lord Barack commanded the Acorn, saying, "You may freely violate every law of the garden, 13 but as to the law against prostitution of under-age girls you shall not violate, for in the day that you become a pimp you shall die a slow death beneath the wheels of my grand chariot."

14 Then the Lord Barack said, "It is not good that the Acorn should be alone, I will make helpers to fit it." 15 So out of the Democrat party the Lord Barack formed special groups, and brought them to the Acorn to see what it would name them, and whatever the Acorn called them, that was their name.

16 And thus the Lord Barack caused a deep catatonic sleep to fall upon the sheeple, and while they slept he took their liberty and left in its place, vilification, guilt and a monthly pittance, 17 and the fib which the Lord Barack had taken from the campaign he brought to the sheeple. 18 Then the Lord Barack said, "This at last is the flesh of my bone, behold it from behind, it shall be called socialism, and it shall feel good." 19 And thus going forward the Lord Barack will cleave into the womb of the founding fathers, and they shall become one. 20 And the Lord Barack will be naked with his dishonesty, and will not be ashamed.

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Why pick on Progressives?

Progressives are neo-barbarian, luddite fools who want to replace all scientific progress with their failed, pseudo-scientific, utopian fairy tale and take us back to the paleolithic period. In other words they are douchebags.

Q: Do you have a problem with Progressive Insurance?

We don't have a problem with their insurance product. But the company is also a major giver of money to politically progressive causes, and because of that the owners and managers are total douchebags.

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