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March 21, 2005
Kiss My Feeding Tube
Fat Charlie wants you to know: if she has a feeding tube stuck down her throat for fifteen years, rip it out. What the hell were you waiting fifteen years for? Two years, tops, and I'll be sick of watching "Jeopardy."
And if Congress says no, just book me a flight on Buenos Aires Air and ship me down to Antartica and let me freeze to death with the penguins.
And if the presidents says no, just point with the correct finger facing up and tell him that, at least the first time, he wasn't actually elected. In flight with Beunos Aires Air, we call that a Supreme Court junta with a bit coupe d'etat thrown in.
Fifteen years brain dead? No wonder our fearless leader can relate.
Posted by emily at March 21, 2005 11:06 PM
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