You know, the ass-spawn who made the House cafeterias change the name of an innocent potato product... those guys were the same little shitheels on the playground who hung on the coattails of the teacher and tattled on kids like us for playing Doctor, my good Reader. You know it. The big kids are sniffing model glue in the oval office and flipping coins to decide whether or not to BLOW THE SHIT out of a foreign land, and these micro-peniles are changing the names of fucking french fries?!?
Whoa, the French disagreed with us. Gee, that never happens. The Germans did too, ditto the Russkies... and, oh, most of the rest of the world. But the French get singled out. What's next? Freedom Salad Dressing? Freedom Ticklers? Truly, the mind boggles at this infantile display. It's no wonder the world views America as a retarded juggernaut with a hellbent penchant for ultraviolence.
Here's a fun project, kids. Take a very kissable person by the hand, march down to your local seat of government, and smooch away. Be sure and use tongue. And, when the inevitable interruption from some sphincter-clincher comes into play, pause, smile and say "But officer, we're FREEDOM KISSING! What, are you some sort of terrorist? Don't get in the way of my Freedom Kissing, Osama Bin Copper!"
Fun Fact, courtesy of The French: "french fries" came from Belgium, actually.
Guess we'll be seeing "Freedom Waffles" on the House cafeteria menu soon.
Now, Reader, I'm not a staunch francophile by any means. But, we, a nation founded by terrorism, might want to give pause and remember who our staunch, bacon-saving ally in the little dust-up we call the Revolutionary War was.
Yep, it was the French.
We named cities after their generals back then. We have (and love) one of their statues in the harbor outside New York. We bought a huge chunk of our country from them - the Louisiana Purchase. We cared enough about them to send thousands of our soldiers to die for them, not once, but twice. Yet, we still have German Sausage and eat Hamburgers... yet Freedom Fries?!? These people are our friends, time-honored and yes - friends disagree. Argue. Fight, even. But to piss on the French like this, over such stakes... it's pathetic.
ah, enough... good luck with the Freedom Kissing.
Whoa, the French disagreed with us. Gee, that never happens. The Germans did too, ditto the Russkies... and, oh, most of the rest of the world. But the French get singled out. What's next? Freedom Salad Dressing? Freedom Ticklers? Truly, the mind boggles at this infantile display. It's no wonder the world views America as a retarded juggernaut with a hellbent penchant for ultraviolence.
Here's a fun project, kids. Take a very kissable person by the hand, march down to your local seat of government, and smooch away. Be sure and use tongue. And, when the inevitable interruption from some sphincter-clincher comes into play, pause, smile and say "But officer, we're FREEDOM KISSING! What, are you some sort of terrorist? Don't get in the way of my Freedom Kissing, Osama Bin Copper!"
Fun Fact, courtesy of The French: "french fries" came from Belgium, actually.
Guess we'll be seeing "Freedom Waffles" on the House cafeteria menu soon.
Now, Reader, I'm not a staunch francophile by any means. But, we, a nation founded by terrorism, might want to give pause and remember who our staunch, bacon-saving ally in the little dust-up we call the Revolutionary War was.
Yep, it was the French.
We named cities after their generals back then. We have (and love) one of their statues in the harbor outside New York. We bought a huge chunk of our country from them - the Louisiana Purchase. We cared enough about them to send thousands of our soldiers to die for them, not once, but twice. Yet, we still have German Sausage and eat Hamburgers... yet Freedom Fries?!? These people are our friends, time-honored and yes - friends disagree. Argue. Fight, even. But to piss on the French like this, over such stakes... it's pathetic.
ah, enough... good luck with the Freedom Kissing.
I think I'll make some freedom toast this morning.
"Osama Bin Copper" = funny.