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“What? me in 2008, Aw Really guys, you’re embarassing me.”
This..or the horns..what do you think?
“And it burns, burns, burns,
The ring of fire,
The ring of fire.
Yeargh!!!”
J.
beam me up scotty, there isnt any intelligent life down here..HHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
See? Flick a switch and presto-chango, “I’m a Fundamentalist!”… I can’t lose I tell ya’!
“Yea, as part of my anger management thing, instead of doing the scream I visualise an atomic bomb going off…….WHAT ? NO SHIT ! You can see it too Teddy ?
Yeeeehhaaaaooooooowwwww – I’m back!
Though it’s usually characterized by a single light bulb, an idea of Howard Dean’s is shown as a ring of lights to signify the circular reasoning of the left.
“No, just like young George Washington, I cannot tell a lie : I am indeed a complete dork.”
Even though WE don’t believe in God, we’d like you stupid Red-Staters to take this as sign that you’re supposed to vote for us from now on….
That grilled-cheese sandwich ain’t got nothin’ on me… put my ass on eBay!!
No, I didn’t know you could get hemorrhoids there either…..
Dean to Audience: See my halo? From now on you are to address me as “Your Holiness.”
“All right… who shoved this Christmas tree up my ass?”
or…
“And we’re going to Earth, and Heaven, and Hell… and we’re going to Paradise and Purgatory… YEAGGGHHHHH!”
I see visions in the night, passing through the stars
Who’s to run and who’s to fight?
Evil tries to pull me in, enslaving me to die
Who’s to lose and who’s to win
I’ll see the light, tonight
Flashing through the sky
Take my life, tonight
Now, the chaos has begoun, people crying out
You’re alone, you gotta run
Victims of circumstance, not able to decide
No, we never had a chance
I’ll see the light, tonight
Flashing through the sky
Take my life, tonight
I’ll see the light, tonight
Flashing through the sky
Take my life, tonight
Evil tries to pull me in, enslaving me to die
Who’s to lose and who’s to win
Victims of circumstance, not able to decide
No, we never had a chance
I’ll see the light, tonight
Flashing through the sky
Take my life, tonight
(Ynjwie Malmsteen, Rising Force Album)
Once again, Howard Dean ponders the Democrats’ “nuclear option.”
How did you know I was a Democrat?
(singing)…Yes Jesus loves me, yes Jesus does….
They stole the precious from us. Nasty. Stinky. Republicanses.
One Ring to rule them all. And in the Democratic Party blind them.
And were going to Pergatory and to limbo and the pearly gates and then were gonna take back the heavens.
YEEEEEAARG!!
“Ring around the lunatic.”
Gas stoves are better than electric, especially when it comes to holding former governors of Vermont upside-down over them.
“Oh sure, I really love black people. As I was telling the waiter this morning…”
Frank Drebin’s got nothing on me!
After becoming head of the DNC Howard Dean sets his eyes on his next job, Pope of the Catholic Church.
Howard’s End
Howard Dean seeks divine intervention in his quest to reshape the Democratic Party.
This is why we need a separation of Church and Stupidity.
[DNC Chairmanship Election, Washington, D.C.] – Still smarting from last year’s moment of Van Gogh pique, a beleaguered Howard Dean requests help in retrieving his left ear from Sen. Hillary Clinton.
Yeah, it looks good, but at night the thing goes thru double “As” like Sherman thru Georgia.
If we can get the solar cells to hold a charge all day, I think we’ll have a marketable product.
In a quid pro quo with the D.C. Lawyers Association, newly elected DNC Chairman Howard Dean announces that he is championing the class-action suit against Navin R. Johnson, inventor of the Opti-Grab.
[Dean]:”…so calm your fears and rejoice, because that Mother Ship landing behind me right now is going to take us all home.”
“Howard, this is God speaking. It is time for you to make your choice. Heaven or Hell. If you don’t make your decision in the next 20 minutes, I will make it for you.”
“It’s absurd to suggest that the Democratic Party has been abducted by aliens.”
To his shock, Howard’s self-image was momentarily visible to everyone.
“Defferment what defferment? Oh the medical one for my back that kept me out of vietnam. So what if I went skiing right after. I’m okay now, the only effects are the shrill screams and whacked out, tourette like symptoms that cause me to spout off.”
“Republicans really ARE evil. Who better than me to make that judgement?”
“Yes, I made contact with Roy Neary and I can assure you that he is doing just fine.”
” Wow, who knew that position of ‘DNC’s Angel of Death’ scored you an actual halo? Two more states turning red and I get my wings too!”
When advised that his new halo would prevent him from hating Republicans, Dean demurred.
Hmmmm, that John-Paul has a sweet job…I wonder how he’s feeling…
“DNC Chairman Howard Dean sports the new Halo puchased by Presidential hopeful Hillary Clinton in an effort to make the Democratic Party more appealing to the religious community.”
Now wait a minute — I’m the one crucifying the party, so shouldn’t you all be wearing the halo?
Yes, the extraterrestrials did mistake my scream of enthusiasm as a cry for help… but they swear they have good juju and, well, I’m going with ’em.
or
If I have to board this craft to reach Hale-Bopp, I will. And all responsible moonbats would be wise to prepare for the advance beyond human.
“Stupid is as Stupid does”!
“This circle of lights over my head? Don’t worry about it. It isn’t real, it’s just a marketing gimmick.”
Yep, the Democrats are for God’s, Guns & Gays.
I just may burn in hell for this stunt.
DNC Chairman Howard Dean quickly took reporters questions before wisking off in the mother ship to meet the Hail Bop Comet.
This is what a lightning bolt looks like just before it strikes.
Howie’s Angels
In this only known photograph of the world’s tiniest nuclear bomb a split-second after detonation on the head of Howard Dean ( news – search ), a minor political figure from that time period. Apparently a rousing success, as no life is recorded being found left behind.
*as an aside, I think I’m in love with Maggie for posting lyrics from Yngwie.*