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Reyes hasn't updated his taxpayer-funded blog since 2008. Why, we remember the time when he was a fixture on intelligent matters like Intelligence (since, like, whenever), and "reducing college costs" (2007). You could hardly choke down a dry flauta without seeing Silver around, picking up loose change off the restaurant floor and selling snippets of his hair to admiring locals. Now, it's like he got off Pelosi's chain and is running loose around the political neighborhood. Everyone knows him, but no one wants to bring him in. He's like the ugly one-eyed, three-legged chihuahua, not the beautiful Siberian Husky. So he's just a stray, and everyone seems be repulsed by him. Politically.
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Monday, March 22nd, 2010
It’s The End Of Their Party As We Know It (And We Feel Fine)
Wednesday, March 17th, 2010[Ed: I've watched Obama's Administration screw up for a year. This parody wraps it up for me. Sorta. There's a second parody coming. There's enough for it, easy. Thanks to twisty Michael Stipe for the influence and for making it so easy.]
It's The End Of Their Party As We Know It (And We Feel Fine)
(with apologies to R.E.M.’s Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe)
That’s great, it starts with Obamacare, money there, and Barney Frank – Steve Colbert is not afraid.
Cornhusker Kickback, ACORN heart attack,
Glenn Beck’s on your back, Fleetwood Mac on 8-Track.
Daily Kos is polling wrong, Robert Gibbs’ face is long,
Bowing down to heads of state, ShoreBank’s final fate.
Coffee Party astroturf, George Soros butthurt,
Global warming millionaires and Al Gore hot air.
Babs Boxer, Harry Reid gothic face of Dem greed. Firedoglake work overtime, propping up a dying line.
Oval Office garden with imported plants, fake doctor’s smocks and KSM. Look at that Maddow – oh, another ratings blow.
What, then?
Uh, oh, Churchill no, Jeremiah Wright’s a go, DVDs to the Queen, look at me primp and preen. Israel bad bad Saudi daddy glad glad, bored with this stinking job, trot my kids out, stay away.
You foaming-mouth, Left Wing, hot, snot, smear merchant empty-head looking for a fight.
It’s the end of that Party and we know it
It’s the end of that Party and we know it.
It’s the end of that Party and we feel fine.
Cancer patients on parade, doctors’ jackets in the shade,
Aborted baby saves cash, or trot kids out to make a splash,
Nancy P tuna farm, Jane Harman AIPAC harm,
Feinstein real estate grab cash, REM lead singer, socialist bell-ringer,
Useful tool, Golden Rule, rhyme-clinger, bitter singer,
Jerky little baldy singy man full of hate, discriminate, it’s fun.
Pelosi’s Caucus, womyn’s only cathouse henhouse, call a special meeting,
Lipstick air kiss greeting, Mark Spivey Astroturf, Ellie Light in the night.
It’s the end of that Party and we know it
It’s the end of that Party and we know it. (It’s time I had some freedom)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it (It’s not time for any CoffeeTurf) and
we feel fine. (We feel fine)
Dan Rather mumbles on Vietnam George Bush, watermelon President, very articulate. Hope and Change, anger frames, Democratic Underground exploding from internal flames.
Sycophantic Libtards herkin’, jerkin’ in the night, right? Right.
It’s the end of that Party and we know it
It’s the end of that Party and we know it. (It’s time I had some freedom)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it (It’s not time for any CoffeeTurf) and
we feel fine. (We feel fine)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it
It’s the end of that Party and we know it. (It’s time I had some freedom)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it (It’s not time for any CoffeeTurf) and
we feel fine. (We feel fine)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it
It’s the end of that Party and we know it. (It’s time I had some freedom)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it (It’s not time for any CoffeeTurf) and
we feel fine. (We feel fine)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it
It’s the end of that Party and we know it. (It’s time I had some freedom)
It’s the end of that Party and we know it (It’s not time for any CoffeeTurf) and
we feel fine. (We feel fine)
We Make Fun of White House Professional Robert Gibbs Making Fun of Sarah Palin Making Fun of Sarah Palin’s Palm-Notes
Tuesday, February 9th, 2010After White House Press Secretary Robert Gibbs parodied Sarah Palin’s use of hand-notes, we parody both the hopeless Gibbs and a laughable legal assertion that has appeared on the White House’s Flickr page. Clicky on picture for super-sized Gibbsness goodness:
Updates: Further commentary at
Are We Lumberjacks?
I Own the World
BARACK OBAMA’S TELEPROMPTER’S BLOG “Press corpse.” Heh.
Gateway Pundit
Moe Lane
Left Coast Rebel
Daily Caller
Hot Air
Introducing the El Paso Sun
Saturday, December 20th, 2008We have no idea who’s behind El Paso Fake News, though we suspect it’s actually Roy Ortega blogging from his home in pajama bottoms and a workout bra, but the blogger has outdone his already-outdone-himself parody-within-a-satire by launching The El Paso Sun.
Mainstream Media covers the announcement here.
Barack’s New Movie
Friday, November 28th, 2008Your Saturday Congressman Murtha Motivational Poster Dump
Saturday, September 20th, 2008If it’s Saturday, it’s time to crank on one of the ultimate corrupt-o-crats in DC, Democrat Congressman Murtha. He of the Haditha “cold-blooded killers” Marines crap. They’re acquitted, and he’s not charged — tell me the guv’mint isn’t screwy!
So here’s a fun series of Demotivational Posters, created courtesy of the excellent software provided by Political Demotivation. If you’re not making your own from this free software, then what are you doing on a Saturday morning (besides drinking a beer, BBQ’ing and watching East Coast football games??
Click for full-sized printer goodness.
Texas Caucus Ca-Ca: The Update
Sunday, March 30th, 2008Hillary scores big in El Paso. That’s not too surprising, given Hispanic love for the Clintonistas all along the Texas border with Mexico.
Dada’s Daily has exclusive video footage of the El Paso caucus.
Things are different elsewhere in the Lone Star State. At least in one Texas locale, Obama wins.
Expect Obama to take the cities, and Clinton to take (to) the hills and backwaters. Texas goes to Obama.
But the fun’s not over for Obama: stillnotaphase parodies Obama’s ex-favorite racist preacher.
Nor for Hillary: Check out this parody. I thought Mini-Me was reserved for Dr Evil.
Welcome to the Real Super Tuesday
Tuesday, March 4th, 2008Now, Taxes Texas is a major player on the presidential election scene. Today, Texans have a chance to sink the awful, scheming, ueber- connected Hillary and disinfect American against the odious Billary virus (corruptococcus malignus) that has afflicted America since 1992.
By praying at the Shrine of the Virgin de Chicago or by putting on lip balm and kissing the Arizona A**hole, voters can pick a wrong to make a preliminary right. From a political standpoint, that’s astute, right now and right here, in Texas, the greatest Republic God ever bestowed on America.
Today should be the end of Hillary-Billary-Bill, and that’s a good thing.
To pre-celebrate the outcome, we present three selections from our archives. Cover your eyes and clicky on each pic for vomit-inducing goodness.
First up, our would-be notorious Hillary World-Class Genius poster post. This was taken from a quote during Bill’s gin days on the campaign trail, before his handlers watered down his drinks and stopped inviting women to his after-parties.
Next up, we have the clearly-obvious comparison between Her Mafianess and a real movie Mafia don.
Finally, to complete our Hillary Triptych, we present our piece de resistance, Deliverance Hillary. This work was lauded by Guy de Michiflorida Delegate du Superb as a “telling, consciousness-inspiring representation of the mindset of a lawsuit-threatening, desperate campaign apparatchik intent on suborning the will of the voting people, in the manner of Soviet Russia, or the Democrat Party. Or, how a Redneck makes his or her political enemy squeal like a pig while being abused.”
Meanwhile, at the the time of this writing, Customs and Border Protection helicopters are flying near the homestead, low and fast up and down the Rio Grande Valley. They flit back and forth, like giant dragonflies. Must be a drug movement, to get that kind of attention. Politicians are campaigning in Austin and San Antonio, pondering the larger picture, and here, on the border, people are looking up at the helicopters and looking into the darkness across the border, and wondering when the drug loads will come and when the gunfire will spit rounds into their back yards. And they stand in their back yards drinking Tecate beer and they take the locks off their rifles and wonder who will burn rubber through the neighborhood tonight — the runners or the law?
ASARCO’s Ad Campaign… and our First Response
Monday, February 18th, 2008So ASARCO got their air quality permit, thanks to the State of Taxes Texas.
An air quality permit is not the same as a politically-accurate permit asserting that the quality of air emitted by Texas bureaucrats is any finer than the sublime perfumes of the nearest stockyard.
It’s just a permit, and permits are permitted, by law and by the very nature of the word.
That’s the reality of how home-grown carpetbaggers roll in The Lone Stud State.
Thus, despite our potentially-choked lungs and could-be lead-laden watery eyes (or not), and surrounded by our devoted MS-afflicted offspring and our three-legged dogs, we are pushing through with a series of parodies. The first comes now, and why did ASARCO make it so easy for us?
Now here’s a world-class ASARCO original ™ ad, suitable for parody naked adulation. Note the dramatic effect of black-and-white postering, which is not to say it’s fascist in design, as there are no red spot color calls that would complete the Teutonic Triumvirate of black-white-red (often used by Nazis, South American political parties, Chicano farm workers movements and beret-wearing, scooter-riding, grandma-killing commie Guevaristas (which is the same as at least one Obama campaign worker). The designer could have just had a bad day. What with the bankruptcy and uncertainty over pay stubs, it’s possible ASARCO had to cull the bottom of the advertisorial barrel for a graphic artist who would work in exchange for stock futures. Which is not to say the Artist was a punk, except s/he could have been just a tad desperate. Or s/he could have been a corporate wonk alarmingly left alone with PowerPoint of a frantic afternoon, with a 5 p.m. deadline to fax ad thumbnails to Guadalupe or Rio de Right Wing, Argentina, or Hull, or Kosovo, or wherever ASARCO decides its off-shore corporate HQ is this week. (Click for full-sized badness):
And here’s our new ad, built during an all-nighter in between coughing jags, blood tests for lead poisoning at the ER, and furious phone consultations with both lead poisoning specialists at the Mayo Clinic and alcohol-poisoning specialists at Acetunas (click for full-sized goodness and click again for print-sized wonderfulness, if your so-called Internet browser supports that):
Later on, once we’ve exhausted all medical approaches to our health issues as well as creative approaches to parodying ASARCO, we’re going to explore other reasons for Mayor Crook’s Cook’s opposition to the re-opening of ASARCO. Can anyone say “land grab?”
Can anyone say, “FBI El Paso Corruption Investigation?” We knew you could.
Hillary Clinton: World-Class Genius
Sunday, January 6th, 2008Clicky for full-sized goodness of our latest Demotivational Poster:
UPDATE: Michelle Malkin wants inputs for a new Hillary campaign theme song. Sorry, 4 Borders Bundit is more visual than musical, so read the hilarious suggestions in the comments, too.