The RomneyBot v2.012 mistook President Obama for one of its gardeners and tried to fire him yesterday.
“Take your campaign of division and anger and hate back to Chicago and let us get about rebuilding and reuniting America,” it hummed.
The only word missing from that sentence was “boy.”
“Campaign of division and anger and hate?” Romney and the Rethugs have called Obama everything save a bone-nosed, watermelon-eatin’ lawn jockey and yet the prez manages to refrain from calling his opponent a lying sack of runny chickenshit whose tongue has more plastic forks than a Salt Lake City Chick-fil-A.
I still have no idea why this slimy prick wants the job he seems to need so desperately. And I’ll never find out by listening to him, because the truth is simply not in him and the media seem unwilling or unable to squeeze it out of him. Doesn’t he already own a couple of white houses?
Jesus wept. The squawk of a Jersey Giant and the balls of a parakeet. Are there any men left in the Republican Party? Besides Ann Coulter, that is?