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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsCrazy King Trump! . . . Please come CAPTION this pathetic spud.
The Lying King is saying: "If John McCain was a real war hero I'd love him, believe me, but some people are saying things. . . . Like why did other prisoners in Hanoi only see him once in a while. And when he was supposedly in solitary and tapping out messages to other prisoners, how are we sure it was him tapping? . . . I mean, was he ever really there, or did his admiral father just fly him in occasionally? . . . I don't know anything about it personally,that's just what I've been hearing, believe me."
ProudMNDemocrat
(16,786 posts)So do not believe a word I say.
Stinky The Clown
(67,817 posts)mr_lebowski
(33,643 posts)Depressing though that one must actually have to ask ... cause it's believable.
skip fox
(19,359 posts)mr_lebowski
(33,643 posts)I think he was definitely a badass player, but can't say I ever 'got into him'.
Thanks for sharing, enjoyed that.
skip fox
(19,359 posts)we generally try to channel our subjects' stupidity, avarice, cupidity, maliciousness, or as here, dishonesty, all in the name of satire.
So, no, he didn't really say that, but he probably would if he thought he could get away with it.
Johonny
(20,872 posts)instead. A real man doesn't hide behind his daughters. At least not Tiffany. A real man stands up for himself. He doesn't send out Mrs. Piggy to attack me. She has a show, you know. Terrible rating. They begged me to be on the show. They begged me. They said Donald please be on my show. I said no. I said it's a loser show. They used to have Rosie on that show. I won't say the name of the show. Don't want to give it free press. So Rosie is on the show. She's not funny. She's fat too. She leaves. So they get a new fat one. I call her Mrs. Piggy. Because she's fat. Short. Round too. And blonde. Now real pigs aren't blonde. I've been told by the generals that real pigs are not blonde. I'm not sure you're aware of that. Now Mrs. Piggy is, though. Blonde. It's not explained why. Physics. Maybe. Maybe. I don't know. Here's a true story. True story. I'm in a bar in New York. It's like 78 or 82, it doesn't matter. It's more a sex dungeon than a bar. I don't drink. No need for bars. Not like the Leprechaun running for the Dems. He drinks. What's his name? Barry O'rouke? I don't know. Guy drinks and drives. It's terrible. We should send him back to Africa where Leprechauns belong. So there I am in the sex dungeon, we're calling a bar. To be nice. And there's Mrs. Piggy. In the bar. I know. I couldn't believe it either. I wake up the next day. No pants. My pants are gone. She is in the shower. My shower. Mrs. Piggy! I think I might have. I think I just might have. With Mrs. Piggy. We'll never know. Too much Coke. I can't remember a thing.
lsewpershad
(2,620 posts)you should shut your fat ass... you don't know shit.
skip fox
(19,359 posts)"Must I wander wood and hill?"
Johonny
(20,872 posts)You can't have any money, if you don't eat our shit.