Monday, September 30, 2024

CHECK YOUR EYES AND EARS AT THE DOOR

Both vice presidential candidates will be facing off in a debate soon, watched by millions of people because there won't be any other sporting matches at that time. With popcorn, chili beans in the Sears electric crock pot, taco chips and (mild) salsa. It promises to be a slug fest. Epic. Both of them weigh in at chunky boy. One of them looks like Drew Carey with a beard, the other one doesn't.

Prepare for splatters.

Being, as you've probably recognized by now, a gifted occasional channeler for Roseanna Roseanadana -- it's an affliction -- naturally I do not intend to watch, but will read all about it later for the gaffes, falsehoods, and sheer bubbling bull puckey that Fox News and the alt-right sewers will spew during and afterwards.

That way I'll be well-prepared for the venomous slime-droolery of the rightwing morons when I go into work again.


Spoiler alert: The Democrat will win the debate.


Further alert: There will be loud stupid illiterate grunting from the red states as a direct result. There is always loud stupid illiterate grunting from that quarter, naturally, but this time it will be about how deftly and eloquently Vance scratched his balls and boils, how unprepared Walz was for that splendid big ape-like display of alpha maleness. How pheromonic!
Further to eyes, ears, and Roseanna Roseanadanatude: I'm not sure at all what the headline about mudslides in North Carolina actually said, probably something about the next president using a giant faucet to keep the water flowing so that the Canadians don't win, but I read it as saying something about a super bat lobster. Hence the picture above. Which should be the next confederate flag when the idiots insurrect again.

Better than that stupid "don't tread on me" banner featuring the rattlsnake.
Flying lobsters. Nobody objects to flying lobsters.
Have the melted butter ready.


Banana for scale.



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