bloejoggs, your regime failed. You latched onto a schytt wagon of biblical proportions. Own up to it, bloejoggs. Your draft dodging pantloads ruined this country temporarily. You are the bench warmer on the losing squad. You are a dolt. A nothing. A complainant shut-in, RASCAL driving do-nothing.
So be it. America will take care of you despite your epic failings.
Amazing. It will take decades to clean up the mess made by these ugly, "pretty boys."
They like to time things by election cycles. Unfortunately, Bushler's mess was a 100 year war, according to The Penguin, John Five Planes McCain.
Get Bush back in office. He can start a new, pointless war somewhere else and that will remove the focus from his baby, Iraqnam. Is he sober enough to handle a phone call?
The people who lose jobs are from the south. They are inbred, mullet-headed, heavily-inked, anti-American Billy Bobs with nothing to add unless grainy NASCAR photos taken from a free Cricket Phone and beer infested urine suddenly become a valuable commodity.
pukes are mostly, lawn-mowing, "get the mail," "what's the best SUV," pillow-bodied, useless, potato-headed mutants on the planet. Draft dodgers, military-avoiding chickenhawks with a "50 CAL Desert Eagle," in the pantry and nowhere to use it except on the terrifying black marauders who show up at their front door to steal their Eagles' tape cassettes, NASCAR memorabilia and other useless, plastic kkkrap.
Kenny-Boy Lay was the CEO of Enron, which no longer exists.
He had just finished months of testimony and was found guilty on ten counts of this that and everything else.
Balding pencil neck was facing min 20 years in prison, when he suddenly died in SnowMass, Colorado.
The coroner was from a different county, which is illegal in Colorado, although no charges were ever pressed.
The body was cremated, "instantly." No pictures of the cadaver exist. It is called, "the fastest cremation in US history."
A memorial was held the next day. The date of the death was incorrectly recorded as a day earlier, and the announcement of the death was given by a preacher in Texas before the death even happened.
Where is the plane? You would think that out of fifty tons of wreckage, we would see at least one food tray, a shoe, anything.
I see you passed on the rest of the items. No matter. Intelligent people know they are all fakes.
Hmmm, the hole in the Pentagon is about twenty feet wide. Was it a Piper Cub?
Oops, I almost forgot. Where is the plane that crashed into the Pentagon? I mean, seriously. Where is it.
1. The fake Obama birth certificate.
2. The, "Get Whitey," tape.
3. Kenny-Boy Lay's body?
4. The Enron court records.
5. Aluminum rocket tubes and/or yellow cake uranium and/or mobile chemical labs and/or the rest of the WMDs in Iraq. Chemical weapons recently brought in from Syria don't count.
Yeah, no problem, I'll stop in next year with the same question.
Greg, dropping out of third grade is always traumatic. Look at it this way; as a third grade dropout, you are way ahead of your peers in Dixie. In fact, I think you could probably work at an oil change franchise one day, if you have no more than ten felonies.
The one problem is that you are a foreigner trying to gain sympathy on this board.
I see you foreigners lie on several boards. We applaud your tenacity.
We will continue to buy poor quality shoes from you and send them to Central America. Thank you, come again.
dr foreigner, tell your handler that you failed. You should probably go back to plucking chickens.
And yet, you spend your meaningless life in second place. "number two," is the way it is phrased in America. Foreigners always have trouble with idioms, especially when they fall prey to them.
tiewanun, always with a question, never an answer. How is life under the bridge? Have you tried Sterno and ramen yet? My guess is you will soon.
After all, that and abortion are the only things pukes have left.
Don't worry about KKKarl and his significant dubber to need an abortion.
The Clintons are just about the only people to ever make it out of the south. The rest stay there and work on rusty camaros. Work at pecan log factories, or for the most part smoke meth and collect unemployment.
The south is a complete disaster, propped up mainly by military bases and tire factories.