Life imitates sports

Who's the mantra for the nwo leftUS... See how they go WWE on our asses on C-SPAN2. Off the hook in ratings. When they start ripping their shirts apart fore rent. Whats a matter you... Like cooked books these are crooked crooks and the drama will hopefully cover their asses for losing our country to the beast, their GREED. Sew, they'll argue, more openly. Wow, looky thar! Them ar pelosies, nation traitors! That makes U.S. Traders, again. My pelts fore you getting your fucking ammo out of my sites.

Listen, there, pause, there, are, no, coincidences. Say that fucking mantra until your voice goes from screamer to Barry White. Look at the state by omission the repukes have led U.S. to. Get that mantra. Oooh, their hands are tied. Their vote don't count, they are out numbered. Check that they don't count, shit. Now there's a fucking mantra. They've spent so much of our nations un-natural resources to tax the fuck out of US and blame it on the other bastards that would follow a pseudo intellectual-anal, to the elitist joy of having corralled the m-ass-es with their mass control hypotheses of a more better tuned, communism/socialism, overthrow our will of government and rob US blind while legislating chaos to guarantee no recourse fore their traitor-ist deeds. But, chew sarw that now. Didn't chu...

I'm happy we're not at cartoon level of the, Scoop Jackson, the reel news/noise, you can truck. You bunch of fucking looney toons! I'm not yelling fire. You fuckers are all ready dead and too fucking stupid to check into what the light really was. Poof, but a fucking vapor, from a baby's mouth. Peter had the Rooster on his ass. You've had your remote control. Look into the mirror fore the reverse inflection. Stay thursday... Soon, the Alamo was a mistake, you heathen. Drink DOSXXS, made south of the border in Beautiful British Columbia. Alaska, what America wishes it was still! Without Representation because, touring is fun!