“It’s okay, baby. Next time I’ll use my preacher accent and scare the shit out of Mr White Bread. For now, let’s just you and me go get a fat steak and maybe a soft serve.”
(h/t geoffb, from Ace)
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No wonder he had performance issues on his anniversary.
“michelle time for the knockout game”
Does this debate performance make my ass look fat?
I agree dear, you could take her. No question, but now is not the time.
“Damn shoes, I need a vacation.”
Don’t you think Governor Romney looks very clean and articulate?
On my signal, unleash hell.
“And all this time I thought Biden was the dumb one…”
Romney heard, “Ill get you my pretty and your little dog too,” but he wasn’t sure whether it was TOTUS or FLOTUS who said it.
He’s lucky I don’t have a stalk of celery from my Michelle garden right now. Or I’d turn him into the world’s healthiest popsicle.
21st century schizoid man.
Which of these thngs is not like the other?
This kind of thing never happened to me at the UN…
But I won a Peace prize! I slowed the rise of the oceans! Oh what an artist dies in me!
Mitt Romney: I remember your wedding, Michelle. Never forget it. Three ushers were crushed trying to help give you away.
Michelle Obama: How would you know, Mitt Romney? You spent the whole night with your face over the punch bowl.
Mitt Romney: Yeah, and when you took your veil off, Barrack spent the whole night with his face over the toilet bowl.
Michelle Obama: You just jealous because you didn’t catch my garter.
Mitt Romney: Well, that’s because when you threw it, it was so stretched out you lassoed the band.
Michelle Obama: Watch it, suckah.
Mitt Romney: And at the time, the band was playing your song. Never forget it. The love theme from “King Kong.”
“He’s a little nowhere man, making all his nowhere plans, for nobody”
Get us out of here Mr. Worf. Warp 6.
Which of these thngs is not like the other?
The one on the right, it doesn’t have any balls.
What are you prepared to do about it?
Imbecile, doping ain’t the same thing as blood doping.
This is a photorealistic digital-painting entitled “Too Ugly for Althouse #4”.
[Ann Romney from stage left] “Honey, would Mr. and Mrs. President like to join the family at Sizzler?”
Help me MR. Bowl! You gotta help me Choom my way out of this.
Tim Russ and Michael Dorn visit Mitt Romney in costume.
..and John Stewart executes a 9.9 off the Titanic’s fantail.
Man. Were they really this dumb all this time? Is that even possible?
Is FLOTUS wearing one of those handwarmer things quarterbacks use?
Who dresses this poor woman? What is that? Felt?
“You’ve done a great job, Jim. (And my nose isn’t brown. — — — Well, it is, but you know what I mean.)”
Of course I won the debate. Who are you gonna believe, me or your lying’ eyes?
Sadly, yes. JHoward.
“It’s okay, honey. People still don’t know we spent 1.4 billion, so he might lose because he’s ‘rich.'”
“Hey Lehrer, you better get out of here. I’ve seen this look one time before.”
I think that’s the “Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change” look.
Hey Plouffe, activate the Omega 13.
October 3rd Redux.
Romney Thomson…up there swinging. Baranca pitches…Baranca pumps, delivers – a curve, swung on and belted, deep shot to left field—it is—a HOME RUN! The Giant wins the pennant! The Giant wins the pennant!
Baranca and The Dodgers (also informally known as “Present”) sulk off the field.
“…so pry the Rs off all the keyboards?”
Call Vlad and tell him that the whole flexibility thing might be off the table for now.
Michelle Obama sure has that Aunt Esther vibe going. Of course, she also has that whole “Worf” thing going, too. Must have been a great night at their house last night.
Also, you might be surprised (or not) at how many times Michelle’s picture comes up when you do an image search for “Aunt Esther”.
Someone tears Romney’s rubber mask off and it’s Bibi Netanyahu under there! Booya!
“Hey Michelle, look…. M’chell, look!… Diamond in the back, sunroof top, digging the scene with a gangster lean…whooo hooo….’member? Look!…”
Michelle in thought bubble, “I wonder if it’s too late to get back my fake job at the hospital.”
“Barack, I don’t care what you say. He looks like a dog to me.”
“Well, I’m just not hungry right now, Michelle. Somebody just spent the last hour and a half making me eat the biggest damn ego you ever saw.”
[Sound of Romney chuckling in the background as he gathers his notes]
Michelle: “You skipped out on our 20th anniversary for THIS?’
Did something happen? The picture went away. Not that that’s a bad thing…
The picture is still there. Your brain may be protecting you by keeping you from seeing it.
“Honey? Can you call up a drone strike for later?”
“On Mitt? Heavens, no! We’ve got journalists for that!”
“No, honey, for me. You know I liked it so much when you got bin Laden, but that was such a long time ago. And when Christopher Stevens got it…I’ve been dripping wet since!”
“It’ll have to wait. I’m expecting a call from Jeremiah later on. Maybe he can help me again…it’s so hard to shake this…I need to ‘get with the program’!”
“WHAT? This is our ANNIVERSARY, and you’re thinking about MEN’S BUTTS AGAIN?”
“Look. I know this Big Fellow who’ll be happy to come by later. Just keep the flying feathers off my suits!”
“You said you STUDIED….”
Obama wants a doughnut!
Michelle: “It’s CLOBBERIN’ time!”
He’s appealing to their false consciousness. It won’t help. He’s on the wrong side of history. They ALL are. Hail Soros il Sol Invictus!
I remember long ago
I can still remember, though
the optimism made me smile
and I knew we had a chance
that He would make the people dance
Hope and Change, I believed it for a while
But then the congress made me shiver
with every entitlement they delivered
bad news on every doorstep
we couldn’t take on more debt
I can’t remember if I cried
when I read about constitution-cide
but something touched me deep inside
the day my country died
bye bye redistributed pie
drove my chevy to the levy where the battery died
and good ol boys are singing where are the jobs
as the banksters take us for a ride
and mothers watch their babies starve
well I know you’re still in love with him
’cause I saw you rally in the gym
you both were on the news
but you didn’t tell the truth
I was a lonely teenage bronkin buck
with a college loan and a mortgaged truck
but I knew that I was out of luck
the day my country died
I started singing
bye bye redistributed pie
drove my chevy to the levy where the battery died
and good ol boys are singing where are the jobs
as the banksters take us for a ride
and mothers watch their babies starve
Who is the speaker talking about?
“And so today, as the day after, I think the question for you [the media], for the American people is really one of character and whether or not a candidacy that’s so fundamentally rooted in hiding the truth and the facts from the American people and deception is the basis of trust on which you assign the presidency to a person. “
I like to think that photo is merely a re-enactment of the pre-Rezko Obamas leaving the loan office upon having their application turned down.
Two words that do not belong together in a sentence: “Grace” and “Michelle.”
This picture reminded me of the picture going around a few years ago of Michele Obama giving the ol’ side-eye to Carla Bruni, First Lady of France. I can’t find it now though.
Here’s the photo.
Thanks!
What took you so long? ;-)
Reckon the internets are a bit slow out here in West Texas! ;-)
Damn it Michelle! Our heat vision isn’t working! He won’t catch a fire no matter how hard a glare!
Michelle: Does this dress make me look fat?
Barack: No, honey. (Thinking “Bette Davis Eyes, Jerome Bettis thighs”)
Does somebody need a timeout?
Barack: “Hey Mitt, check it out, I’m gonna tap that”.
Mitt: “(chuckling) You pick losers”
…
Barack: “Oh yeah, how beautiful for spacious thighs…”
Barack: “and, ugh, yeah, everybody will get a fair share…”
Mitt: “Well that there’s enough for a fair share for everybody in all 57 states.”
Barack:
Barack:
Barack: 57? Wha?
Barack: “Roll me another…”
Eh, I don’t think Michele has a bad body, it’s just her wardrobe person is obviously only pretending to be gay, and she’s got the posture of a sot at the bar. And she looks mean.
Mean people suck.
Barack: “its my anniversary”
Mitt:
from my personal point of view
Since I’m a mean girl, I will say that Michelle has a bad body.
She’s flat-chested. She has a huge ass and large thighs. She’s bow-legged. She slouches. She doesn’t know how to walk in heels. Wardrobe-wise, she either dresses like a child (shorts, tank tops, sweats, sneakers) or overdresses for the occaison. C’mon, four or five pieces of jewelry and a cocktail dress and kitten heels for a luncheon with military spouses? Or underdresses. See the infamous photos of her in her wrinkly linen skirt, tied under the boobs blouse and hairknob when she lunched with the Royals in Spain.
And don’t get me started on the boob belts.
science geek
Well, each to their own I guess. I ain’t say’in she’s a hottie, just she’s ok for a 40-sumthin mother of 2.
She does have the fashion sense and posture of a geek though…
oops, scratch “science geek”
Hey, I am a science geek.
So there.
Well, straighten your shoulders then.
Heh.
leigh
It’s obvious M’chelle hasn’t had Stacy & Clinton to the White House.
“Did I wear sleeves for this?” – Michelle and her Mirror
“Whachoo talkin’ ’bout, Willard?”
I can try and look small all day, and I still look like I can kick Barack’s ass. They even made me cover up the guns.
“I swear to Kahless Barack, if he chuckles one more time and you wuss out again I’M gonna deck him!”
OT…Philly teacher Lynette Gaymon mocks a HS student for wearing a Romney t-shirt to class; tells her it’s like a ‘KKK hood’ and ‘this is a DEMOCRATIC school’.
Lynette, a one-Party system exists in the People’s Republic of China. If you’d like, I’ll be thousands would donate for a one-way ticket there, just to get rid of your Obama-loving Marxist ass.
‘bet’.
Kill my wife…please!
Darleen, too funny. My dad says that about her all the time.
“That’s cause a droid don’t pull people’s arms out of their sockets when they lose. Wookiees are known to do that.”