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Tuesday, June 07, 2011

am i the only one that hears scary movie music playing in the background? 

So I read that President Perry. . . yes. . . President Perry. . .

(Remember to say it with me now Say so that when it happens you will be acclimated and will be able to say it out loud without throwing up in your mouth just a little. Good.)


Anyways I read that Ol' Pointy Boots, Mr. Perfect Hair, Pandering Perry is giving up on using human creativity, ingenuity, imagination and knowledge to solve and resolve our problems and punting with a plea to the Patriarch Upstairs.

(another "p" word comes to mind, but I shall refrain from using it. Meow.)

Texas Governor Rick Perry to host prayer summit that calls upon Jesus to solve America’s problems


Wait.

What?
"Gov. Perry also urged fellow governors to issue similar proclamations encouraging their constituents to pray that day for unity and righteousness. . ."
Oh, I see. As long as he's praying for righteousness. Thank God somebody is. There's not enough righteousness lying about just waiting to be offended these days.

President Perry is calling God on August 6?

Ok.
"Given the trials that beset our nation and world, from the global economic downturn to natural disasters, the lingering danger of terrorism and continued debasement of our culture, I believe it is time to convene the leaders from each of our United States in a day of prayer and fasting, like that described in the book of Joel," Gov. Perry said.
If we're half as fucked as you seem to think we are, President Perry, why wait until August? I mean given the continuing debasement of our culture, can we afford to wait for two more months? Hell, Miley was only a scance this side of legal when those bong and tattoo photos started leaking out. Shouldn't we act now, to save the daughters of Texas. . . just like you did in 2007?

On August 6. August 6?

There's something familiar about that date.

Ah yes. . .

Hiroshima.

Maybe if the folks of that formerly peaceful and pristine town all gotten together and placed a called to the Big J on that day we wouldn't have murdered them by the thousands.

We all know those jap bastards deserved it. Don't question American Exceptionalism. If you do your a commie or one of them ay-rab terrorist types.

But I digress. . .

So good for you, you hardcore posh Austin neighborhood coyote killer. Good for you, Gov. Praying Perfect Hair Pandering Pointy Boots Perry. Yeah. Have fun. Enjoy God-o-Rama, Prayerfest, Christstock or whatever you wanna call it. Empty vessels ring so loud.

However, there is something about the photo with the story. Something haunting, I have this strange feeling I have seen that image before. . .




Perfect. Wouldn't surprise me a bit.

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