The humans around these parts have been talking about a runoff between these candidates in this upcoming election. I don't pay much attention to it since I ain't allowed to recruit from that lot. Lucky's got dibs on them being the big guy and all.
Anyway I see this Lass Hillary and some bloke named Obama is part of the action. Naturally I figured Obama would run circles around the wench since he's long and lean and a strider if ever I saw one. Seemed like easy money to me so I gave me friend JoJo a call who's a bookie down in Vegas and put a few quid down on old Obama.
I flips on the TV and finds out it's all about voting! Voting! No running at all. What is wrong with this country? Why can't things be called what they are? Things was named long ago in the beginning times and these here monkey boys and girls are always changing it around! The one god didn't need to strike down the tower of Babel ad mix up the tongues this lot would have done it on their own!
I heard this other bloke McCain who runs (Pah!) for the other side cemented his lead. I’ll bet not a single person was locked up in a rock casket. Stupid monkey boys…
- Aimless
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)