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by: Kathleen Kuntly
Columnist, GOP Media Diva, www.RepublicanPress.com
Well, here we go again, the world stands by to point their boney fingers at Americans, accusing us of being stingy, cheap, and heartless. Well, I guess the next time we Americans invade a country the rest of the world better heed our call for volunteers! Yeah, the swinging door swings both ways, and now the door has nailed those who cry for aid in the ass. We Republicans are the only true patriots who defend America against nations that cry for handouts and charity!
President Bush brought the philosophy of compassionate-conservatism into the American government when he was elected, and now that idea is being tested. Compassion can be shown, but like everything else, it has a price tag. Sure, the rest of the leftist liberals around the world accuse President Bush of playing Scrooge, but we are wealthy and they are poor! So tell me who's RIGHT and who's wrong?
The recent floods in these piss-poor, third world countries has once again brought the cry of liberals for "America to do more." Yeah right, like $35 million isn't enough from the Bush administration. Do they know what $35 million could buy? I guess they don't, or they wouldn't turn their poor-ass noses up at it!
Tsunami is just a liberal buzz word for a flood. Oh yeah, sure it sounds bad, dangerous and maybe just a tad sexy, but just what the hell is it? I have experienced Tsunamis many times. Yeah, I had it occur during intense moments of sexual foreplay. Been there done that - got flooded by tidal waves of my own juices - been there done that and then got drilled!
I can't tell you how many times I have been on the dance floor in my short mini-skirt, with my sheer white blouse unbuttoned, and my nipples poking thru the silky white fabric, as I felt the hands of another touching my white, lacy, silky panties. Yeah, I can't tell you how many hands I have had on me, nor can I tell you whose hands they were, but I know that a tsunami gushed in my panties! Yes, a soaking deluge that manifested itself in the form of love puddles on the dance floor. Been there, done that - and experienced a tsunami of orgasmic bliss!
Let me be clear on this matter, and make no mistake about what I say: "I didn't ask for any handouts after my sexual tsunami nor did I request Uncle Sam to buy me new panties either!" No, I pulled myself back up the soaked threads of my panties and made something of myself. I didn't cry, "Boo-hoo!" and I damn sure didn't wallow in self-pity like a lazy liberal!
These Indo-Asians, or whatever the hell these people like to be called, had it coming to them. Oh sure, I am sorry for the loss of life, but give me a f***ing break! Hey, I didn't ask these Indo-Hindos, Indo-Hodos, to build their damn shacks near the waterfront! "Hey INDO-HONDOS, or HINDO-HINNES the ocean has waves!" Is what I say!
The U.N. came out and lambasted President Bush when he offered 15 million dollars in aid. I guess 15 million dollars wasn't enough for all the f***ing Dotheads, Towelheads, and Gooks! So, President Bush upped the ante to 35 million dollars, even though he was on vacation, but this still wasn't enough for the leftist-leaning U.N. No, this bunch of U.N. commies in New York, which by the way in on American soil, called President Bush cheap, and stingy - among other things - which I can't say because I am a lady of Republican morals and values.
"Why don't you get off your commie asses and work for the money?" And other thing U.N., when you can stick your finger in our ass and smell oil; then we might have more money for all your two-bit floods!" That is what this lady wants to say to the U.N.
I was so angry at the UN as I laid in my bed and drifted off to sleep. Soon my dreams were filled with Kofi Annan, the Secretary General of the UN. I could see that ebony, son-of-Africa, in my bedroom, taunting me with his massive dangling horn of Africa. Soon, I was seduced by his commie charms and laying spread eagle while Kofi showed me the ways of his world, which by the way, rocked the hell out of my world! Kofi drilled me, filled me, and pounded my womanhood with the grace and wild bushman vigor of his native land. I was screaming, "No! No! Yes! Yes! Who cares about oil for food, pound me you black stallion!"
I awoke from my erotic dream and reached over to the drawer that held my miracle of science, and I pulled out my bad boy of buzz. Yeah, the 12 hp. turbo charged, fuel ejected vibrator, with the Bill Clinton head attached at the tip. Soon, wave after wave pounded this blond bomb shell's beaches. A full force Tsunami gushed forth soaking my panties and drenching my bed sheets! "Clinton and Kofi, you are nothing more than a pair of evil doers!" I yelled out as I passed out under the sexual tsunami's waves.
I end this column with compassion and care, but they are both tempered with conservatism. Maybe, the rest of the world should adhere to this philosophy, and maybe, just maybe, we shouldn't bother President Bush while he is on vacation! This man has brush to clear, and can't be bothered with a global crisis!
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