Saturday, May 24, 2008
Obama's opponents try to portray him as
An "Ayers-head" (as in Bill Ayers) and as someone who has the "Wright stuff" (as in Rev. Wright)
Thursday, May 15, 2008
New Name for San Francisco
In light of the California Supreme Court decision legalizing gay marriage, San Francisco has been renamed SAME FRANSEXO
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Rush's Dreams and Nightmares
"Inspired" by Limbaugh's dream, as in "White Christmas" (see my previous post), I have written and produced a satirical piece to the tune of "White Christmas". It is posted on You Tube and JibJab. The music and original lyrics for "White Christmas" were written by Irving Berlin. Here are my lyrics.
I’m dreaming of a nice riot
Just like the one in ‘68
Where the delegates huddle
And policemen struggle
To show protesters the gate.
No doubt you want to aks me
About my oxycontin use
Dittoheads weren’t fooled
Nor was the ACLU
Prosecuting me was a ruse
I’m dreaming of a nice riot
As operation chaos unfolds
Where tear gas fumes fill the air
And Democrat party leaders despair
No doubt you want to aks me
Why did I not serve in Vietnam?
Since I had a cyst on my ass
I decided I could take a pass
I’m dreaming of a nice riot
Just like the one in ‘68
Where the delegates huddle
And policemen struggle
To show protesters the gate.
No doubt you want to aks me
About my oxycontin use
Dittoheads weren’t fooled
Nor was the ACLU
Prosecuting me was a ruse
I’m dreaming of a nice riot
As operation chaos unfolds
Where tear gas fumes fill the air
And Democrat party leaders despair
No doubt you want to aks me
Why did I not serve in Vietnam?
Since I had a cyst on my ass
I decided I could take a pass
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Who's Afraid of Barack Hussein (Obama)?
To be sung to the music of the song"Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?" Music by Franklin Churchill.
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein
Barack Hussein, Barack Hussein?
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein?
No, not Hillary
When she started to campaign,
To campaign, to campaign
When she started, she assumed
She’d win handily.
Came the day when fate did frown
And Barack flew into town
With audacious hope he hoped just enough
And slowed her campaign down.
So Hillary turned around
And brought Bill into town
And he huffed and he puffed and he huffed just enough
To help her regain ground
Barack knew how to speak
To bring people to their feet.
He was a great orator
So with Bill he could compete
But Bill continued to huff
And he continued to puff
And then he turned so red in the face
That Hillary brought him down.
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein
Barack Hussein, Barack Hussein?
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein?
Bill and Hillary
When she started to campaign,
To campaign, to campaign
She was certain she would reign.
Now she’s not so sure.
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein
Barack Hussein, Barack Hussein?
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein?
No, not Hillary
When she started to campaign,
To campaign, to campaign
When she started, she assumed
She’d win handily.
Came the day when fate did frown
And Barack flew into town
With audacious hope he hoped just enough
And slowed her campaign down.
So Hillary turned around
And brought Bill into town
And he huffed and he puffed and he huffed just enough
To help her regain ground
Barack knew how to speak
To bring people to their feet.
He was a great orator
So with Bill he could compete
But Bill continued to huff
And he continued to puff
And then he turned so red in the face
That Hillary brought him down.
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein
Barack Hussein, Barack Hussein?
Who’s afraid of Barack Hussein?
Bill and Hillary
When she started to campaign,
To campaign, to campaign
She was certain she would reign.
Now she’s not so sure.
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