The only political party that you self particpate in is the sound of your own loud, tired ass voice.

I heard about the army of one, but you're ridiculous.

Than I am the tooth fairy.

Teamed up they could spin off the Wolfpack.

The news broke too late? The news broke too soon? This is some really tripendicular howlin' at the moon.

For cryin' out loud, this is cryin' wolf out, all stupid and proud.

I can't speak for yes i can, or whether or not he or she cut his or herself on a tomato can.

You're makin' me frown. People are dumb in this country? More like people are dumbed down.

jeb, plain common sense? you don't own a shread.

Who're the ones

Who are the dumb shits.

You'd might as well believe in the words of a tiny tree elf.

cecilbeanie, you blow so much beans out your ass, you must be on twenty four hour, extra-strength, turbo-power, Exlax.

why don't you go off

and play with yourself?

Your point is taken, but things often get so petty, it's pretty heartbreakin'. Obama DOES have a sense of humor about himself.

I don't know about those McCain cook outs, do you think he has a special barbacue sauce that brings 'em back?

But now they wanna BE Disneyland!

So whattya want?

That certain Bambi aspect to the eyes

Or that daring Thumper look

that turns the head of Speed Racer and all the guys?

Holy f***ing sh*t!

It just sounds to me that you know some folks who can't quit and go coldturkey from McCain's brand of barbacued Baghdad. They're called chickenhawks, and they're best served to the dogs. That 100 years aged secret sauce doesn't sound like an occupation or preoccupation that's too appealing to many Americans today. Of course I could be wrong, but these days I don't hear too many people hummin' that once so sweet song.

Scratch that itch!

We're all quite comfortable

With you bein' a bitch!

With how very much

You take yourself seriously.

But you have, point in fact - a point.

It's always cheaper to buy by the dozen.

...Betty Boop eyes.

I prefer the levity

Of brevity

To the ponderous

Pomposity

Of loaded verbosity.

Obama's "interesting" enough for me, though I'm not sure 9 out of 10 of all Amercans are all 100% unaninimously agreed. Did you know that Barack can juggle and smoke a cigarette at the same time? By the way, I don't know either, if it's 100% unanimously agreed, if you're every bit as simple and stupid - as you read.

Anybody wanna take a poll?

And you Rosenkavalier are no Paul Revere? What a pinhead. What's your point? I support Obama, you self annoint. What is your real substance, so up there on your perch, all you do so constuctively, is besmirch and besmirch...

I don't hold any serious carnal desires for cartoon characters, however there are plenty of young American males between the ages of 13 and 70 who are stuck on stupid, zealous Japanamation jerks, so if the chicks who go for this look are looking to court these kinds of kooks and geeks, in their respective arrested states of development, I say more power to 'em. A catoon character is probably the closest most of these closeted creeps have ever come to one another anyway.

Life isn't a cabaret 'ol chum, life is naught but a cartoon, with Popeye the sailor and Alice the Goon.

And cockrusters. All big boner and no payoff. It's a tired summer formula for no fun.

Uh-uh LeCastor. I hate epic poetry like Beowulf. I'll breeze by one 'o these days, as soon as all the kinks have been kicked out 'o the maze.

On Mr. Decrepit and old?

Spot on Tom.

People get seriously defensive and shit

About their cartoons.

See ya in the funny pappers all you fanboy/girl freaks and

Standup cardboard geeks.

Okay Raymond, cue in candy colored clown they call the

Sandman.

In holy cartoon land stupidity.

And before I buy a DVD or go out to the movies, she's one reviewer I'm always bound to check. She was dead on right about the Dark Knight, which like "Pewee's Big Adventure," was just about a bat and his bike.

He propped the product on his shoulder, and talked to the great consumer public from that place of his out in TV land, and tempted the people in comfortable consumer land, to knock the battery off of his shoulder. That guy was not gay, he wanted to start a fight with the whole American public over the superior strength of double D batteries.

I remember he used to say "C'mon...I dare ya."

There were these fanboy freaks in the French Quarter who got their canines sharpened so they'd look like vampire fangs. Now when you're in New Orleans and you stumble across one of these guys workin' at a benget shop, you just have to stop, and wonder if this fantasy land fool ever figured that he'd forever be stuck with such a cheesy lookin' prop. At least you can pop a contact out of your eye, but aping annoying cartoon characters, you just gotta wonder why. I think even Anne Rice rolled her eyes back in the day, and once or twice was heard to say: "What a bunch of assholes."

Those are the key words here.

More of that fanboy freakout I'm so fond of.

Cool. However you can get on your freak

And bring out the best of your inner gay and at play geek.

There's not a gadget greater that that 'ol McFathertime inflator.

It's always easy to think fast when you're hopped up on speed, but the clarity of your thoughts, is quite a different matter indeed.

Before "goth" was even coined

We called goths death rockers

And were they ever fuckin' annoying.

That's making conservatives change course.