Crazy at CPAC
Yes, it's that time again, when movement conservatives throw themselves a big old pep rally. From the young and the aimless College Republicans, to the grizzled veterans of the culture wars, the forever faithful get together to bring on teh crazy. Oh wait, did I say crazy? I meant batshit insane.
Instead of holding hands and singing Kumbaya, they're punching each other in the shoulder and belting out Our Day Will Come. As their new head honcho assures them, all they need is a little rebranding.
Cosa is pretty sure he can help them with the rebranding part, but he's open to suggestions. Leave yours there.
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Instead of holding hands and singing Kumbaya, they're punching each other in the shoulder and belting out Our Day Will Come. As their new head honcho assures them, all they need is a little rebranding.
Cosa is pretty sure he can help them with the rebranding part, but he's open to suggestions. Leave yours there.
[More posts daily at The Detroit News]
Labels: conservatism, dangerous idiots, Wingnuts
posted by Libby Spencer at 12:04 PM
3 Comments:
Funny stuff, but what about branding for real: With a red hot iron.
LOL Fogg. If memory serves, don't they do that already at the Skull and Bones club?
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They only brand their dicks, which are vestigial organs on Republicans anyway.
Thanks for the link & the comments, Ms. Libby. Today we're rhymin' the news from the animal world. I know, a distinction without a difference.
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