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Thanks Tony for pointing the way for me to jump on the BO bandwagon. I will be very surprised if I don't see this on t-shirts soon.
Every day that my blog continues to be up amazes me. All the complaints I've had over various little things and the people who have taken offense about me, not the Jews this time but the Catholics when I slag off pedo priests and the Pope. Whats yer problem can't handle the truth? Yeah many people can't.
Now time for a game. Find the Nazi ghey bashing Pope.
"Look at me ya lil fucker as I squeeze the life out of you, pardon a turkey my ass."
The economy is getting better, if we throw money at it we might get lucky somewhere. Interest rates are so low they aren't very interesting. Remember petrol (gas) its under $2.00 so where is the yay? however a gallon of milk costs $5.00 . I blame milk production and the general laziness of cows and the farmers.
We have a sound plan for the economy so don't worry.


Education is very important to us so we will continue to inflate grades to make the kids feel good and cut back on school funding but hey they'll think they are winners until they are out into the work force and by then it is not our problem.
Health care will be available to everyone who can afford it so we will tackle obesity, sex addiction and other important diseases and no one will ever be poorly again.
Callyfornia is a cesspit of liberal wusses but the same sexers are out thanks to the emboldened negros who have proved to be good for something ......... lazy slaves. The state will continue to provide for lesser states even though it could be its own independent cuntry and thanks to the poor economy which is strong the beaners have skipped south which means all the jobs Americans don't want to do are now available for them to do and I don't think they will be so snobby about it now.
Our Chinese overlords are happy with our looking the other way to their African and south American ambitions so we are all kinds of good.
Having sworn an oath to protect her Majesty and her heirs and successors I just want you to know what she means to me. We met in a darkened doorway in 1943 during an air raid. I thought she was yer normal auxiliary driver just trying to stay alive like I was. I used all my best lines on her as the Doodlebugs exploded nearby saying how we should embrace this moment in passion as it may be our last, she said her heart belonged to some Greek fella named Philip. I said I wasn't interested in her heart just a go at her quim. She smiled at my mannish roughness and we made passionate violent love in that dark doorway. We both exploded with far more intensity than any of the bombs and as we stood there spent and panting, we heard the all clear signal and giggled at the timing.
We met in a darkened doorway sheltering from the rain. He said, "Its a bit late to be oot and aboot" and offered me a drag of his joint. It was a ham shank, smoked. "So" I said to strike up some conversation, "Thats a nice bit of meat are ya a butcher?" He smiled that roguish smile that could melt the heart of a caveman frozen in ice, "Only a butcher of hoors and jokes" we both chuckled. He shook my hand and introduced himself, "My name is D**k Sm**h" His hand felt soft yet manly the hairs on it carrassed yer skin and made you think of sitting at a sunny window sill stroking yer favourite pussy.
We met in a darkened pet door, he was shaking from the cold as small dogs do, injecting Pedigree Chum straight in between the pads of his feet so on one would notice the track marks. "Turn yer life around rat dog" I said as he bared his teeth. "Turn away from Satan and look to the Lard for guidance you deserve better than this" I handed him a small bone that cleaned yer teeth and freshened yer breath, I smelled minty good and the ladies love it. Tears welled up in the small thin rat dog's evil pink eyes, "That is the most kindness anyone has ever shown to me senior" he said in a Mexican accent.
Yes he did turn his life around. Its coming up to Christmas, what better time to irresponsibly not put any thought into it and buy a Beverly Hills Chihuahua?
I had been brought doon town as I had been suspiciously hanging around dark alley ways. I was on tour with The Cure and sometimes stood in for Fat Bob when he was too drunk to sing which explains the lipstick.