Wednesday, October 10, 2007


Hunka, Hunka, Hunka Burnin' Love

I suppose Fred Thompson couldn't resist the entreaties of his little lady when she ragged on him to run for President.

It's a lot like being encouraged to wear the clothes that you should no longer wear: best done in the privacy of your own home.

It's sort of difficult to run for President in your own home, but it could probably turn into great boudoir fun with the right accessories.

On the stump (see how much more exciting that word is in this context?), the Man Who Ought to Lead the Free World could be naked for his speechifyin' and debatin'. During debates he could take on all the roles of his opponents, or in a an open marriage, he could bring his opponents into the nuptial chamber. The master bedroom could be draped in red, white, and blue bunting. Wifey could don one of those patriotic straw hats you see at national conventions and act out the role of the libidinous campaign worker. They could play sound effects CDs of the crowd going wild. Thank you! Thank you! God Bless America! The band could strike up "You're a Grand Old Flag."

Why should a mere few alpha males with governmental experience and a massive sense of entitlement have the experience of a presidential run? Let every man feel the possibilities of the potential president! Every woman should be a our next first lady!

And Fred is just the fella to lead the way.

Pure genius.
I love it. Poor Fred was referred to as "stupid but friendly" by Nixon during the Watergate hearings.
And in his debate debut, alas, he proved Nixon right.
Poor dumb Fred should send the "Law and Order" writers flowers for putting sage words in his dimwitted mouth.
Poor dumb Fred just may be selected as the next President of the United States of America. His win against Gore will be the first time the power brokers actually come out and tell the ants scurrying to bring their Queen's their sustenance that in fact, it has and forever, will always be a game. They let us play with them to maintain their good standing in the world's tabloids, formerly known as the press.
are you saying Freddy is an Alpha Male??hehe...oh my..great post...I love your made me laugh.....( seriously you should write comedy for somone..)
Oh Freddy, the Admiral in "Red October", the role has gone to your head, Fred. That Fred? He must have himself confused with a real General as Prez guy, Ike. Should that be, Eeek!?
Honey, it's October 21. Time to freshen up your blog, please.
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