I’ll be short, sweet, and to the point.* Tuesday night was a spanking– the Dems got themselves taken to the woodshed and beaten for a bit. Then they went back in the house and Momma took the fly-flap to their bottoms. Now they’re in their room, whining and crying about how unfair it is, and how Mama and Papa are just so cruel and unfair. Keep this up, Junior, and you’ll get more of the same…
Now, for a few of the things I’ve seen here and there that make me giggle. From MacBourne:
From iOwntheWorld, a visual representation of what just happened. (If you don’t catch that drift, Kevin can clarify.)
From Lagniappe’s Guy: “Oh–and Rubio will be the next Senator from Florida. Nice. Suck on that, Crist.” You know, if I were Rubio, I’d be in the Governor’s Mansion right now, blowing cigar smoke in Suntan Boy’s face while yelling: “SAY IT! SAY MY TITLE! SAY IT!” But then, I’m just cruel like that– heck, I’d love to escort Charlie out of this state… I just need 7 more guys and a railroad tie to do it…
Then, from Miguel: “… with the inevitable “I am moving out of here” for good measure (And they never move, damn it!)” No, they never do move… like human-sized ticks, they just burrow in deeper, draining blood the entire time.
On a side note, this is an anniversary of sorts for me. Two years ago today, I walked into a gun store and purchased my Springfield XD. (No CCW permit, so I went back and brought it home the next Friday.) It’s been a fun two years– I’ve added plenty of company to the gun cabinet, and I’ve went from RINO to radical libertarian. Oh, yeah, and I blog now, too. Sometimes.
Now, i just have to get used to saying “Senator Rubio.” (Lights cigar)
*Yeah, you thought I was to the point before? Well, that presentation I was talking about? Turns out we went 20:59, not 19:59– the professor gave our female teammate a minute. Seeing as we got not question and answer time, our “A+” presentation was graded “B+.” So, to keep us from being docked a letter grade the next time, and to please the mademoiselle, I’m working on being as quick as possible. (Wait, that sounded wrong…)


