Thursday, March 23, 2006

How Many Chappaquid-Dicks Does it Take to Screw in a Lightbulb? Hell, Cheney Can't Even Turn the Lights ON by Himself

Once again, I'm not making this up. I don't even have to.

The list below, courtesy of the Smoking Gun, outlines the very personal needs of our very Big Dick Cheney.

The lights need to be turned ON.

The TVs need to be turned ON. To Fox News. All of them.

If poor in America have no bread and no jobs and no health care but must have government-forced maternity and no housing or hope, why then, let Mrs. Big Dick suck down some cheese-eating-surrender monkey Perrier water!
Oh, and the Little Emperor is quite willing receive "gifts." Seems to expect them, even.

Ohh?
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5 comments:

Lily said...

Hey the comments bounced from your inbox again, weird.

Anyway- I wonder NB if you called the phone number on there?

Geez Cheney's like a backstage Diva. Like Celine Dion or something, what a brat. I suspect they are all little whiners.

enigma4ever said...

Thanks NB for posting this...and yes Emperor Dickhead is a real gem...and good on them they even printed the Heartless Bastard's Phone Number...

Neil Shakespeare said...

He's afraid of the dark! He's just a little bitty killer boy afraid of the dark.

No Blood for Hubris said...

Apparently.

Anonymous said...

Well, they might have forgotten an item or two.