Let's all get together and wish the embittered old bag, the bowel movement of bloggists, the snake of news, a great big HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Hmm, let's see, that makes her a Cancer, how appropriate. She's only one year away from the magic 65 and old age security payments from the government's chest. But do us hard-working, taxpaying citizens get a thanks. Noooooo. Just more shit, lovingly sculpted in a whole new pile everyday.
She'll be posting something nostalgic. Wait for it. It'll be about dear old dad, or about going down on the Johnson administration in a closet of the student newspaper at SUNY Buffalo, or tripping through the Beach or the one story she wrote for The Downtowner that made her so proud.
WTF America???!??!?!?!?
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Ok, this IS going to sound Anti-American, but it's not. Not exactly. I love
a number of American citizens, and I'm sure they're not this warped.
I just hav...
2 comments:
Happy Birthday, you nut job! Up the medication, and for god sake, upgrade to 3xl t-shirts for your council appearances. If I see your grotesque rolls one more time I'm going to puke. Maybe a moo moo is in order. So much for new years resolution to lose weight. You are one muffin away from a Walter Hudson fate where someone is going to have to remove your bedroom wall and carry you out on a flatbed. I know your not a big believer in personal hygiene and keeping up your appearance but it's just plain sad at this point. Oh and happy birthday.
All I ever hear from the unablogger is how Town Hall is corrupt. Town staff are corrupt. The Mayor and certain Councillors are corrupt. How plans are in the works to uncover all the lies. how the Town is bankrupt. How all the media oultlets all over the country are secretly poised to pounce on the Town of Fort Erie and uncover the greatest scandal since Nixon's impeachment. Well, I have waited and waited and still unabloggers army of winged little monkeys has failed to deliver on any of her insane, drug induced predictions. But I will continue to wait. I will wait because the laws of probability tell us she can't possibly be wrong 100% of the time, can she? Well it seems the simple answer is yes. We are dealing with a freak of nature, an abomination. A mind lacking the proper firing sequences of the appropriate synapses. In simple terms, the elevator doesn't go all the way to the top. In her case it would be lucky to get out of the basement. But you go on unablogger. You keep making your predictions and giving your honest opinions. You keep doing what it is you do. After all, the world needs a bit of laughter.
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