Monthly Archives: July 2011

Sarah’s Newsweek photo shoot after a couple of wine coolers

Who else thinks Sarah the bitch is too tightly wound and needs some wine coolers? Let’s blame this drunken shoot on Willow swapping out mom’s diet Dr. Pepper. Willow gets blamed for everything anyway. And she obviously spiked the cameraperson’s iced tea also, too.

Look at me! I’m Superman!


Newsweek Sarah

Sarah is such a nasty person that she tends to get us riled up and mad. But there is that other side of Sarah. The comedy side. The unintentional comedy gold. The famous turkey pardoning was one of those. It still makes me giggle madly. In fact, I need to reenact that particular episode.

But more recently we were subjected to Sarah’s Newsweek photo shoot. On one level, the photos and the arrogant word salad leave you stunned at the trainwreck that is Sarah. On the other hand, this kind of thing sets off the giggles again.  So when that woman is at her hateful worst, remember that she really is just a plastic barbie in the bushes.

Paul Revere and the Bus

What if, instead of Paul Revere warning the colonists about the British, he instead was warning us about the Palin Bus? This modern version could play out in different ways. Below are alternate scenarios for Paul Revere and the Bus.

The Bus is coming! The Bus is coming!

Paul was a big man.

Not big enough.

Another one bites the dust.

The Palin Bus doesn’t stop for mere history.

The wheels on the bus go round and round.

Just a speed bump.

Follow the Bus at www.sarahpac.com.

Sigh. Paul Revere reduced to a historical “foot”note.

 

Well that was depressing.  I have a better idea.

The Bus is coming! The Bus is coming!

Die Hard!!

Paul wrestles the Bus as it careens down the road!

The Bus driver swerves madly in a failed attempt to throw Paul off the Bus!

Paul doesn’t lose his grip! The Bus is out of control!

Crash! Paul leaps clear and the Bus skids to a stop!

Woohoo!

One Nation for ALL of us! Not just the crazies!

Thanks folks. Just doing my civic duty. Speaking of which, I’m off to jury duty. USA! USA!

And the country rejoiced. Much rejoicing. Don’t forget to vote.