Obama’s budget: “I’ll spend a bunch of money and when I feel like I’m done I’ll stop.”
For Valentine’s Day, wife is making me chimichangas. That’s what love is.
With the 7.2 trillion in new debt Obama is proposing, do we at least all get new cars and free candy?
So is Obama even running in 2012? His proposed budget seems to indicate he’s given up even trying to do anything useful.
A blue canary in the outlet by the light switch friended me on Facebook, but I don’t know if it’s actually my friend.
“Obama’s budget: “I’ll spend a bunch of money and when I feel like I’m done I’ll stop.””
That is correct except about the stopping part.
But that’s exactly why he will run. The only useful thing he could do at this point is not run.
Facebook, eh? Wait until it starts sending tweets!
Obama’s budget:
“I won, you hear me you idiot Americans? I won. That means I get to spend your money and when I need more money I’ll tax you again and again. I spend, you pay. Go complain to the morons, er, I mean voters who voted for me. They rock, but I’m taxing the heck out of them too. Nobody escapes my taxes, you hear me, NOBODY!”
What was in those chimichangas?
Got any leftovers?
Mexican food gives me acid. Better get the baking soda and a glass of water.
“A blue canary in the outlet by the light switch friended me on Facebook, but I don’t know if it’s actually my friend.”
This reminds me that I have a secret to tell from my electrical well.
True love is the greatest thing in the world — except for a nice MLT — mutton, lettuce and tomato sandwich, where the mutton is nice and lean and the tomato is ripe. Mmmmmm. They’re so perky, I love that.
“For Valentine’s Day, wife is making me chimichangas. That’s what love is.”
How did you end up with a kid?
Check the Blue Canaryfriend protocol – if it completed its function, it actually is. I think.
“Obama’s budget: ‘I’ll spend a bunch of money and when I feel like I’m done I’ll stop.'”
Done?” Do you actually believe there’s a point when he’ll feel he’s “done” spending our money? That’s just silly.
“A blue canary in the outlet by the light switch friended me on Facebook, but I don’t know if it’s actually my friend.”
Those birds from Twitter and the silly F from Facebook are all over websites these days. You can follow the twits on Twitter or like them or friend them on Facebook. Of course I don’t follow any Twits or like any Faces, much to their dismay.
Do the Twits get depressed if nobody follows them?
“A blue canary in the outlet by the light switch friended me on Facebook, but I don’t know if it’s actually my friend.”
This reminds me that I have a secret to tell from my electrical well.”
But…but…you left out the whistles and bells!
Put a little birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put to fine point on it
Say I’m the only bee in your bonnet.p
Filibuster vigilantly! And the left will go down like countless screaming argonauts.
Certainly it’s not your only friend, but it’s a little glowing friend, but really it’s not actually your friend – it’s the someone who keeps moving your chair.
Motel 6 in Your Soul: “We’ll leave a nightlight on for you.”
There was this one time when a man came over to me and said, “I’d like to poison your mind”.