Bill Nye “The Lyin’ Guy” has assured me that I am enjoying proof positive of globull warmening. We’re into our third week of temps in the 40’s, 50’s and 60’s. If this is globull warmening I’ll take another helping, thank you.
I’ve only got one nerve left and Nancy Pelosi is on it. I can’t get a day without her appearing on the news with her pie-hole wide open. With a bullpen of absolute idiots to pitch their asinine bullshit there are a few others who share time on my poor frazzled nerve, Maxine Waters for example. I’ll bet Maxine couldn’t even point to Korea on a map, I’ll give her credit if she can find either North or South Korea. I thought Hank “Guam Tippin'” Johnson was the dumbest Democrat alive but he’s in danger of losing his title. Nancy seems to have taken Hillary’s loss even harder than the snowflakes in the leftist news wearing safety pins looking for safe spaces and coloring books. Did you see her at Trump’s Speech last week?
Do you know what that photo says to me? “Breakfast is the most important drink of the day!” I’m surprised she didn’t blow chunks during the speech while Fauxcohontas held her hair. The realization of just how hard Nancy’s been hitting the bottle formed an idea in my head. For the last week every time I’ve seen her a little song runs through my head and it makes me smile. Something Nancy has never done before. The song really explains Nancy’s entire career. I had to share it so y’all can smile and hum a happy little song next time you see her too.