Rham: "I love the smell of botox in the morning..."
Pelosi: "Oh Rham, you’re making my leg tingle."
Rham: "Mmmmmm......after we screw the people....lets go.... "
Pelosi: "Is that a copy of the communist manifesto in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
Rham: "Why don't you come up to my place so I can show you my pas glissade. I'll even put on my new tutu just for you."
Pelosi: "Oh Rham, you’re making my leg tingle."
Rham: "Mmmmmm......after we screw the people....lets go.... "
Pelosi: "Is that a copy of the communist manifesto in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
Rham: "Why don't you come up to my place so I can show you my pas glissade. I'll even put on my new tutu just for you."
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Thank you, Neal
Someone recently mentioned "the road to hell". Is this finding just a coincidence?
http://news.aol.com/article/scholar-finds-mayans-path-through-hell/242301?icid=200100397x1212751709x1200823971
of course i have to see this in my lunch?
Pelosi: Pas glissade? Please tell me you aren't talking ballet.
I was wondering what that meant too so I looked it up. Yes, some French ballet move. Neal is a "cultured Republican". Somehow we managed to gather a few people around NYC who aren't mesmerized by the annointed one. But a carton of eggs has a more uniform group in NYC than the Republican Party.
One, two, three, four...
Hrmm!
One, two, (one, two, three, four!)
Let me tell you how it will be;
There's one for you, nineteen for me.
'Cause I�m the taxman,
Yeah, I�m the taxman.
Should five per cent appear too small,
Be thankful I don't take it all.
'Cause I�m the taxman,
Yeah, I�m the taxman.
(if you drive a car, car;) - I�ll tax the street;
(if you try to sit, sit;) - I�ll tax your seat;
(if you get too cold, cold;) - I�ll tax the heat;
(if you take a walk, walk;) - I'll tax your feet.
Taxman!
'Cause I�m the taxman,
Yeah, I�m the taxman.
Don't ask me what I want it for, (ah-ah, mister Wilson)
If you don't want to pay some more. (ah-ah, mister heath)
'Cause I�m the taxman,
Yeah, I�m the taxman.
Now my advice for those who die, (taxman)
Declare the pennies on your eyes. (taxman)
'Cause I�m the taxman,
Yeah, I�m the taxman.
And you're working for no one but me.
Taxman!
How about universal heathcare?
http://www.parentdish.com/2008/11/09/bringing-home-the-wrong-baby/?icid=200100397x1213149370x1200825417
Nothing like 3rd world healthcare!
Typical guy Glen posting a story where a penis saves the day!
'scuse me while I whip this out.
What the little commie is really saying is,
oh nanny, the country's finally all ours!
Where's Bill O?
Archie = Bill O
I thought Bill was SRK
I knew Bill. He's not Bill. Bill is deceased.
Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, Steal your face right off your head.
Now he's gone, now he's gone, Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.
Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile,
Nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!!
Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange,
Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.
Lost one round but the price wasn't anything,
A knife in the back and more of the same.
Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb,
You know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said,
Steal your face right off your head.
Now he's gone, now he's gone Lord he's gone, he's gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin' down the track
He's gone, gone, nothin's gonna bring him back...He's gone.
Ooh, nothin's gonna bring him back.
"If only you had a penis...."
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