Monthly Archives: September 2005

Hurricane Hugo sends Dubya straight to the potty

Gotta love Hugo Chavez; I know I do.


The indomitable Venezuelan president recently kicked ass for the umpteenth time at the UN, reaping the biggest round of applause for his audacious speech. Which ran well over the five minutes he was initially allotted, and got him a written warning from the sticklers. But he basically told them to fuck it–if Dubya could babble for twenty minutes (without similar admonitions!), he could damn well counter that inane chimpazoid’s maunderings with some real man-talk. Which he did–minute for minute.
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And now, a little musical interlude…

Indulge me, folks…I feel a song comin’ on.
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It takes a hurricane to level a whorehouse

More and more, the “miserable failure” Google-bomb of George W. Bush’s biography is looking like a self-fulfilling prophecy. Every which way you turn, that man is going nowhere but DOWN.
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