PSALM 2010

Obama is the shepherd I did not want.
He leadeth me beside the still factories.
He restoreth my faith in the Republican party.
He guideth me in the path of unemployment for his party's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the bread line,
I shall fear no hunger, for his bailouts are with me.
He has anointed my income with taxes,
My expenses runneth over.
Surely, poverty and hard living will follow me all the days of my life,
And I will live in a mortgaged home forever..
I am glad I am American,
I am glad that I am free.
But I wish I was a dog .....
And Obama was a tree.

I'm laffin', unlike the assistant vice-chairman of the mutual masturbation whining society.....

Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn, Stam battin' 1.000.

Who lite the fire under Stam's arse?

Thanks alan---you make me look good, and that aint easy!

Aww, gee. Hi Missus Dipstick. Can little Stammy come out to play. I promise we'll be as nice as we can. Honest, missus dipstick, we won't hurt his feelings (too much, anyway.)

Aww, WTH, more tough talk from the circle jerk society.

I dunno 'bout the rest of y'all... but this gets my vote as THE most ironic post EVER made on PP!

Alan... I'm gonna go out on a limb here and venture a guess that you don't make your livin' bein' clever.

Hey Alan--

You forgot a couple instructions:

1.
Find loaded revolver
1.a
Fly to San Fran
1.b
Terminate the target
then 2 and 3

Alan says "we" like he has a friend or something.



Alan brings this sh!t on himself, AM. Nothing to add on the front page (because all he catches are f'n boots) so he spends his time pooping his pants and crying on the Dark Side.

(I think this classic applies to many segments of life. Psalm rock your whiny cock off.)
(All right)
Hey there, all you middle men
Throw away your fancy clothes
And while you're out there sittin' on a fence
So get off your ass and come down here
'Cause rock 'n' roll ain't no riddle man
To me it makes good, good sense

Good sense
Ow
Oooh yeah

Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar
We got vibrations coming up from the floor
We're just listening to the rock that's giving too much noise
Are you deaf, you wanna hear some more

We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die

Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll it will survive

Yes it will, ha ha ha ha

You've been gummed by a newt?

Can't believe how easy it is to get Stammy's panties in a bunch!

The circle jerk is busy gatherin' around the campfire! Cracks me up how these crackers can dish it out, but they sure can't take it! Gotta feel sorry for stickdips that think a good day of fishin' is one fish, or one bite....

Gummed by a Newt......

A good day of fishing is fishing with a couple good friends, shooting the breeze, having a couple brews, taking in the scenery, and if you scratch up a fish or 10, then it's just icing on the cake.

Only a f'n donkey measures his day by how many he caught. Sure it's cool to have a banner day, but bragging it up and beating your chest about it just makes you a tool.

But you already knew that.

I don't get all the angst.....

Alan isn't Framis is he......?

I believe they are refered to as phucked up "blinkers"....

BTW--- I have no dog in this fight....Alan cracks me up and I like his sarcasm.

Framis

You kill me sometimes.

Them that can, do. Them that can't, talk.