Not a Veeshing Post

Posted: October 9, 2013 by veeshir in HAHAHAHAHAA!!!!, Notes on the Revolution, Obama's Fault

Man, this shutdown stuff has me riled up. The last year or so has all been the same shit so I just haven’t been interested, so  an abbreviated round the tubes post.

First, The Emperor talks about a Fuck You Movement.  Hey, it worked in Italy. Remember Beppe Grillo?

A couple of visual aids.

First, it’s the anniversary of a much deserved dirt nap, via Babalu.

A Good Commie

A Good Commie

And via Moonbattery, your daily dose of Teh Funny.

milky-way-closed

Currently running through my head is the song, “I am the dirt beneath your feet” with the opening line “Do you really know that you’re a zero? You’re everything we expected O.”

Update, the song is below the fold. I can’t sing so it’s only lyrics.

O, O, O, O, O
It surely is cold here in your shadow
Your keeping the sunlight off my face
You are intent to keep me down, that’s your way
You always slap me in my ass.

So you are the one with all the commies
While they are the ones with the all the brains
An ignorant fool without a clue for so long
a smug little smile to cause me pains.

Did you ever know that you’re a zero
You’re everything we expected O
You can tax higher than an eagle
Cuz we are the dirt beneath your feet.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I’ve got it all here in my blog.
I want you to know I know the truth,
You would be nothing without minitrue

did you ever know that you’re a zero
You’re everything we expected O
You can tax higher than an eagle
Cuz we are the dirt beneath your feet.

Did you ever know that you’re a zero
You’re everything we expected O
You can tax higher than an eagle
Cuz we are the dirt beneath your feet.

Did you ever know that you’re a zero
You’re everything we expected O
You can tax higher than an eagle
Cuz we are the dirt beneath your feet.

Oh, the dirt beneath your feet
Tax, tax, away, still you make our debt fly so high
Oh we, we, we are the dirt beneath your feet.
Oh we, we, we are the dirt beneath your feet.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
You’re drones to shoot me dead
Fuck you, fuck you
Fuck minitrue for you, they’re dirt beneath your feet as well.

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