No thanks. The more perceptive among us recognize that underneath the hair and the grin and the charm lies “nuance”. I prefer my men with a little less charm and a little more spine, thank you very much.
When I worked at the District Court in Seattle the very worst part of the job were the Endless Meetings From Hell that the IT staff kept getting sucked into. “Sucked” being an extraordinarly apt word. I used to write haiku to pass the time, to wit:
Women vote with their ovaries. That’s how we ended up with eight years of Slick Willie. I know, women will yell at me. Do I care? I don’t care. I’m not getting any, anyway.
A chic weighs in –
No thanks. The more perceptive among us recognize that underneath the hair and the grin and the charm lies “nuance”. I prefer my men with a little less charm and a little more spine, thank you very much.
John Edwards on the war on terror:
File a suit against
that Osama bin Laden!
That’ll stop him, huh?
It’s funny because its true.
“Ahh-wooo….
Werewolves of London….
Ah-WOOOO….”
He won’t get this chick’s vote either. His hands are probably as smooth as a baby’s behind.
Ummm. My first attempt at a haiku: (or should it be an?)
Trial lawers mean
the end of the Republic
hail John, John Edwards
Does that work?
“I saw a werewolf drinking a Pina Colada in Trader Vic’s… his hair was perfect!”
Ah-WHOOOOOO!!!!
When I worked at the District Court in Seattle the very worst part of the job were the Endless Meetings From Hell that the IT staff kept getting sucked into. “Sucked” being an extraordinarly apt word. I used to write haiku to pass the time, to wit:
Meetings without end
Another one starts today
I will kill myself
see ya later shrub!
I hope they can repair this
incredible mess.
…And by ‘mess,’ he means
the damage done by shrill fifth-
columnists, like him…
Shrill fifth columnists
Rubbing elbows with blue-bloods
Michael Moore eats both
And when the well coifed southerner shall get the nod, so shalt the seventh sign come true.
And South Park shall inherit the Earth.
The late, great Warren Zevon also summed up JFnK:
Well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best
Excitable boy, they all said
And he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he’s just an excitable boy
Hmmm… this puts a new light on:
“Send lawyers, guns and money,
the shit has hit the fan!”
‘Cuz I always figured Dean was the excitable boy.
Metrosexual Man Crush
by John Kerry
My love is like a
Young Bobby Sherman: great hair
sweet talkin’ J.D.
Solon of Leisure
by John Edwards
Witness if you will
A pathetic gold-digger
But I’m outta work
No Hard Feelings, just Flying Lamps
by Hillary Rodham Clinton
I’ll get you my Chowd
Vet, and your little dog too.
Fly! Fly! Fly! Fly! Fly!
Hair today
Gone
In November
They’ll fix that mess, alright, Mike.
Mr. Bin Laden, you have been subpoenaed.
That’ll learn dem terrorists.
Women vote with their ovaries. That’s how we ended up with eight years of Slick Willie. I know, women will yell at me. Do I care? I don’t care. I’m not getting any, anyway.
“Better Hair”
Wafting to and fro
policies, like their hair, bend
in November’s wind.
To the top of their
heads our attention is drawn
not to what’s inside.