…even when I’m watching good comedy. Maybe it comes from growing up in a large family. If you LOL, shut up already. I’m trying to listen, and anyway, how can you listen while you’re cackling? (In a live social situation, at least the deliverer of the comedy usually has the sense to wait for some degree of quiet, so that’s different) Stuff like that. But I LOL’d at this, from Tam;
Meanwhile, I’d like to offer my services to moderate the next GOP debate:
“Now, if you will all look down at your podiums, you will notice that you’ve all been provided with a short document. A few of you might even be vaguely familiar with it. If you don’t mind, could you each just look in the part headed ‘Article II’ and point out to me the sentence or phrase that indicates that ‘job creation’ or ‘the economy’ is within the presidential purview?
We’ll start with you, on the end, with the hair. No, not you… the other one on the end, with the hair…”
It’s absurd in its truth. Funny and sad.
When thinking of the most recent, absurd rationalizations and excuses for government meddling, and the obvious expectation from politicians that we revere them (why is never explained) I find, more and more frequently, the phrase, “None of your filthy, stinking, rotten business, you sniveling, made-up, hairsprayed, lying piece of shit with the painted-on smile” comes to mind, followed by the thought that if you actually told them to mind their own business they wouldn’t understand– they actually believe that your business IS their business. Tam made it funny is all.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I should clean my guns.