The Price of Peace

Today I wrote a personal check for $2,300 to Hill. My girl Moneypenny and her husband wrote one too. This is to help her with her campaign debt. It isn't that the money bothers me but this is money, after all, she blew trying to beat me. This was money she didn't have. She knew it when she spent it. She was so focused on short term gain that she didn't think about this moment. That is foolish and risky behavior.

And yet her supporters still think she is more qualified to be Prezo than I am. Interesting, right? Yawn.

Somewhere in the South

I gave a kick ass speech in North Carolina today. I am at the beginning of a two week offensive against the Mummy and I think I am still somewhere down south. Axe said it would be smart to stay down here and not run back to America as soon as the speech was over.

Anypop, I have been trying to figure out why I can't wipe this shit-eating grin off my face this week and I think I've figured it out. It isn't just that I beat Hill, it's that I whooped the entire DLC. You know them. They are the centrist group of Dems trying hard to act like Republibats. These pricks have taken their lead from The Slick One after he successfully triangulated core GOPee positions after Newt bum-rushed Congress in 1994.

This primary season has been a smack down of all of that cowardice shit. You win elections by contrasting your position against the other party's. Not by trying to be more like them than they are. Fucking wannabes.

This election will present a real choice. Liberal or Conservative? Change or more of the same? Tall and virile or short and Viagra laced? Alive and vibrant or barely conscious? Choose a side, homie. This is going to be quite a ride.

Thank You, Hill

Check out my campaign home page. A big shout out to our girl. You rocked that shit.

Now, let's go kick the Mummy's ass!

Concession, Finally

Hill's speech just ended. She read it just like I wrote it at Dianne's crib. She even pulled off the "Yes, we can" line with aplomb. She gave it all up. And, as always, the wagon she's draggin' looked outstanding in the dark pants suit. I like a thick chick.

I was kinda pissed that the many mentions of my name peppered throughout the speech didn't cause the kind of rapturous swooning from her so-called supporters that I easily elicit from my loyal Obamabots during our massive rallies.

We are reviewing the tapes of her speech now to identify the specific non-clapping asshats and are already planning 2009's Internal Revenue audits. Suck that, ingrates.

O, out.

I Fucking Win

Yo, I have to admit that my girl Hill was tougher than I thought. I figured after Super Tuesday she'd understand that I spanked that shapely ass and she'd go away. But 'ol girl gets mad props for the mass balls.

Regardless, I fucking won!!

Yeah, I'm pretty stoked. I am really close to being the Prezo, which is cool don't get me wrong, but I am more excited about sleeping in the Lincoln Bedroom. That fucking moron Bush said no when I asked him about it last year so I decided to run for Prezo myself. I can't stand that idiot. Watch the set in January and you'll see me flip his ass off.

Afterwards I'm headed upstairs to drop my royal ass on Abe's bed.

O, out.