While most liberals loathe Rush Limbaugh, I would welcome the opportunity to sink my canines into his luscious, well marbled flesh.
Many is the night, and day, I've dreamed of such a lard basted 700lb steak sittng in my bowl, cooked rare. Juices flowing all over the floor awaiting me to lick them up.
And best of all, the world is full of such lard ass right wing purveyors of right wing bullshit. The feast would never end. And we'd actually be doing the economy a huge favor as these rich fat cats (Yum. Fat cat) believe in hoarding all the wealth and power to themselves. I firmly believe in wealth and food redistribution. While my job is simply to be lovable and not shit in the house, eight bowls of Purina dog chow and whatever falls off the dinner table sucks as far as pay goes despite the priceless magic I possess and share. Cheap ass Truth 101!
We must reinstitute the Bush tax cuts for the wealthy as well as demand contributions to food banks which cater to disadvantaged Beagles like myself.
Money must also be invested in keyboards which make it more convienient for species like myself to type our blog posts. This should be in the next stimulus the government is hinting at. Rich fat bankers got enough stimulus. It's time us fat beagles got our share.
Now I'm going to take another nap and dream sweet dreams of Rush Limbaughs fat shanks, swimming in A One steak sauce and lard. MMMMMMM...
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Do beagles worry about cholesterol? I'm thinking these fuckers contain massive amounts of it.
Us fat beagles would rather live large than live long so we don't worry about things like cholestorol or second hand smoke.
Our biggest worry as that some lard ass republican might eat us before we eat them and their juicy, lard filled and marbly, melt in your mouth from sedentary lives meat. MMMMMM...
Too bad Ann Coulter doesn't have a little more meat on her bones, eh me-bucko? I'm thinking that that could be deliciously savory, too.
Dudley; I, for one, welcome our new fat ass beagle overlords. You're welcome to dine on Rush Limbaugh to your heart's content. And have Glenn Beck for dessert as soon as finishes being an ass in Israel.
And for performing such a needed service for man and womankind, I volunteer to walk you, Dudley, with my enormous, giant-sized doggy poop bag.
Gnawing on the boney bones of Ann Coulter does intrigue me Will. No way I'm sniffing either hers or Limbaughs ass though.
I like Kosher food too Kevin. I look forward to sinking my fangs into Glenn Beck.
Sue: truth is quite fond of you but you need to know that despite his machinations, I'm in charge.
Shaw: All the other dogs would be jealous as hell if you were to walk me through the streets of Boston. Stay out of the hurricane.
I normally don't care for violent rhetoric of any kind, but in this case I made an exception, because I could not stop laughing.
It is becoming apparent that a beagle writing about trivial pursuits may just be more profitable than writing about the rough and tumble of politics.
To round out the platform all that is needed is a writing feline.
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