WHEREFORE ART THOU, MITT ROMNEY? By Ralph Maxwell O, Romney-O, Romney-O, Wherefore art thou, Mitt Romney? You flip-flop here, you flip-flop there, You flip-flop almost ev’rywhere. You ballyhoo what you’re gonna do And then you pull a switcheroo; You now malign what you found fine; Seems like you’ve got a jellyfish spine. Obamacare, by you begun, Now you’d trash it …
The Comeback Team “gets down to business” by working out a few romantic moves on each other.
Uncle Mitters contemplates how he’s going to obfuscate his primary promise to enact little Pauly’s pet monster project.
OH NO NO. You can do better than that Willard, I want you to say it like you mean it, brother!
Oooh! that Ron Paul guy and his crazy supporters are busy, butt, you know, still in the background. . .
“Now that I’ve told you I’ll be taking away your ‘Obamacare,’ I’ll have to use my flashy flashlight thing to erase your memory.”
Surprisingly, War criminal and death row inmate, Karl “Turd Blossom” Rove looks good in prison jumpsuit orange.
