Monday, August 29, 2005

What IS?

So does Clinton have a freckle on his wiener or not?

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Friday, August 26, 2005

Song of the Week


Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of stealth and hate
I’ve been around in the press this year
Share many a man’s soul and faith
I’ll consult with Jesus Christ
In my moments of doubt and pain
I’ll make damn sure that Ginsburg
Keeps her hands off fetal fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
Oh and judging you
Will be the nature of my game

I hung around in Birmingham
When I saw it was a time for a change
Drove the car for the protestors
Baby Killers screamed in vain
I put my stamp
On the Reagan camp
When the pro-life Moms
Threw their righteous bombs
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name,
Oh and judging you
Will be the nature of my game, oh yeah

I’ll watch with glee
While the R’s and D’s
Fight for months and days
Over Roe v Wade
I’ll shout it out,
With the last of the Kennedys
Suffer Schumer’s pap
And Pelosi’s rage
Let me please introduce myself
I’m a man of stealth and hate
I’ll lay traps for evil-doers
Who pass Bills that help girls and gays
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
Oh and judging you
Will be the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what’s confusing you
Is from where the hell I came

Just as every Bush is a criminal
And all the liberals saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Scotus
’cause I’m in need of 30 states
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
Oh and judging you
Will be the nature of my game, um mean it, get down

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Everyone hold hands - It's prayer time with Pat





.............I'm feeling that there is a dictator out there who is oppressing his people. He is starving the children and raping the women. Please Heavenly Father, smite him like You've never smote anyone in Your life.

.............There is a Supreme Court Justice who is feeling ill. Please Lord, bring him home so that a new Justice may be appointed to do Your good work. Or just give the sick Justice the 'ole smitey smite.

.............Somewhere there is a former president (who likes an occasional "humsy daisy" from a chubby intern - and who among us doesn't?) - He's alone and afraid Father - smite him.

.............Ted Kennedy has to cross the street some time. I'll leave the traffic control to You Lord...........and happy smiting.

.............Lord, my paper boy couldn't hit my driveway with the paper if his life depended on it. If You smote him, I could just pry the morning news out of his cold dead fingers.

.............And we just ask you Father - there is a senator in West Virginia who's lost all control of his saliva - shouldn't he have been smitten by now?

.............Finally Lord, I humbly ask that You bring Your considerable power to bear on the IRS auditor who is in my office at this very moment. Smishizzle Fizzle.

In Your name we pray.