Newt Gingrich.
Headed to Coffee Bean for a late night “teafill” with JH. And there it was. In it’s full bore glory.
The Newt Mothership.
Smack dab in the middle of Sunset Blvd. I could throw some snark about how maybe Newt was on a “vag troll” down the boulevard, but that’s too easy, so I’ll leave it to Bill Maher.
I’ll stick to the ironic beauty of the truth…..
The bus was broken down. Hazards on. Stalled out.
You can’t make this stuff up.
Newt had a much longer run then he should have. Much longer than anyone thought he would. Brilliant public speaker, and the Right’s INTENSE desire to not be stuck with Mitt aided his push. But as Satorum gains the delusional idea that he is electable by the INSANE Evangelical right… well..
R.I.P. for the lizard.
Here was my in depth interview.
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R.I.P. Lizard indeed…an amphibian is far superior on the evolutionary chain than Rick Santorum. And by the fucking way okay- people are using the name Santorum as a synonym for ass juice. No, don’t do that. Anal mucus has a purpose. Santorum does not. Santorum should be defined thusly – prickly, has kosher dill imbedded in transverse colon, can only get laid through arranged marriage, can only father children by poking holes in rubbers, has a snitch grin always, open to a finger as long as you don’t tell the wife.
Humor: The Road to Nowhere Ozzie Osbourne in 1991 wrote a song about The Road To Nowhere in this song he debates his past, and that he is looking for answers to questions on the mysteries…