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Here's a sample:
Absolultely, I think I'm the exception to the rule. Most liberals I know wake up, nail a pre-teen boy, go perform an abortion, burn a cross on the lawn of a black family, go to bed and wake up and do it again.
Wait: When do you have time to eat brie, drink Chardonnay, practice law, listen to NPR, and keep up on the college courses you teach?
Usually on weekends. On Fridays after the cross burning, I go to the Mosque for prayers/preparation for attack. Then I spend the weekend professing my atheism, drinking wine and eating cheese, and grading papers. A's for liberals, F's for conservatives.
you forgot the 8 hours a day you have to spend at starbucks, how else are we going to waste our welfare checks?
I can barely squeeze in the pedophelia between promoting abortion to girl scouts, and filing my daily unemployment claims.
As a welfare queen with over 80 illegitimate children, I hear you. The Wall Street Journal really nailed it when they called the poor "lucky duckies." Could you pass the brie?
I'm torn between the meeting at the mosque, or going down to the local airport to spit on troops coming back from Iraq.
Maybe tomorrow guys, I'm going to take a dump on some rosary beads and put it in a museum.
Thanks for reminding me. After my NAMBLA meeting, I'm going to lobby my local congressman to make sure that that museum is funded with tax-payer dollars--if there's enough money left over after funding public radio and TANF. Then, Noam Chomsky is coming over, and we're going to head out to the Vineyard for a gay marriage ceremony.
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