Like a gift you neither asked for nor wanted, here I am with a little piece of my mind. I've been thinking about politics a bit lately. Is it possible that our leaders have turned this whole thing into a giant pissing contest? I heard a news report the other day about homeboy with the crazy name there in Iran and Tony Blair(e?), of getting British people to hate you fame. It was back when everybody had sandy panties over some line in the middle of a body of water that no one was quite sure existed(the line not the body of water, don't be stupid.). So, of course, they hit the press conference junket.
Iran guy- We want Britain and Tony the reputation destroying tiger to apologize for this transgression. Tony- We never crossed the line, that's the old line. Iran guy- No, that was definitely the agreed upon line. This was the critical point when our boy Tony could've been the bigger man and said "Perhaps you're right friend, maybe we can figure it out together." He did not. And the funny name guy accused Tony of kicking sand on him in the sand box and then Tony said crazy name touched his marbles without asking(You just don't touch a man's marbles unless you're into that sort of thing.) I hope if Tony called Goerge W. for support it went something like this. G.W.-(In that classic Texas drawl)- You tell ol' crazy name over there in Iran tha I said, 'nanny-nanny boo-boo.' Comforting words from a simple man. You must be logged in to leave a comment.
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Just started workin' in the T-shirt biz. My profile is a barron waste land but up until now it's been like 1983 at my house and I had no internet or cable. Mine is the plight of the working man and the man who waxes the working man's eyebrows. Saran Wrap that to your brain.
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