We’re fighting them over there, successfully
By ‘there’ I mean Baltimore. By ‘them’ I mean the God-slandering, troop-hating, dope-smoking, immigrant supporting, lazy, fetus-killing, Negro-loving, terrorist-loving preteen boy with the paralyzed vocal cord that misses playing football. Because he said:
“I don’t know why President Bush wants to stop kids who really need help from getting CHIP. All I know is I have some really good doctors. They took great care of me when I was sick, and I’m glad I could see them because of the Children’s Health Program.
“I just hope the President will listen to my story and help other kids to be as lucky as me.
Feel lucky now, punk?
That’s what you get for politely asking the president to listen to your story and asking him to “help other kids to be as lucky as” you.
You almost made Joe Gandelman get snarky. You made this angry old liberal ready to slap Michelle Malkin across her filthy mouth and kick Mark Steyn and Rush Limbaugh in the poopyholes right below their noses. And I’m a peacenik who only fights if it spares lives.
Why did you do this to us grownups? How DARE you to ask politely for something! What’s next? Are you planning to scandalize us by sharing a candy bar with a classmate? Don’t you realize that’s socialism? Make him clean your room and give him a quarter of that candy bar. That’s how to avoid creating welfare dependency and teach that friend how to be a good American.
Now go say your Our Father and Hail Rush prayers. And thank God we stopped you before you ruined America.
