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Speaking of Uncle Rusty, I'd just like to pass on a charming turn of phrase that does some justice to the rat king, care of Charles P. Pierce whom I hope to someday share a Guinness or a wee bit of the whiskey with:...Rush Limbaugh's hocking up the foul weasel mucus from the bottom of his soul..." HereAlso too, if you'd like to here Ireland's president (c. 2010) giving some low-life wingweasel radio host the business end of the kitchen sink, follow the link. We're all Irish now.
Limpballs has been shitting on just about everybody lately except Romney (and for who knows what reasons--maybe Limpballs' loyalty extends only to the rest of the 0.001%).Therefore, I doubt that R-Money wants to offend his only helpmate on the far right. Hell, the teabaggers hate him with a white-hot passion, the stone-cold crazy evangelicals think he's part of a Satanic cult, and since there are no "mainstream Republicans" left now that the entire GOP has gone mad as a March hare, he needs the only friends he has left--other people with money.
Pilonides Limbaugh speaks for them all. Anyone with even a sliver of decency would have quit or left the Confederate Party by now.
What's the difference between Rush Limbaugh and the Hindenburg?One is a flaming Nazi gasbag, and the other is a zeppelin.
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