This is Jimmy Hoffa, Jr. He ‘s a union boss. See how he stands and cradles the stand? See the way he pounds and threatens and stomps?
Rude bastard. He looks like a union boss, doesn’t he?
Why are union bosses all lard-asses?
Union bosses don’t give a shit. They think they can eat anything they want. And union bosses are always hungry.
This union boss is the son of another union boss whose body they never found. His dad used to run with mobsters. He didn’t give a shit, either. Until someone poured him into a concrete foundation.
Ooh. Now that’s nasty.
So this union boss knows to play nicer. This union boss decided to run with a different mob. This union boss wants to be the New Mob’s army. The New Mob needs people beaten up. Union bosses like beating up people. Union bosses don’t give a shit.
And union bosses like the sound of money.
The New Mob can pay big bucks. The New Mob wants to take over all the territory, not just the East Side.
Union bosses been waiting for this kind of action for years. Union bosses are greedy sumbitches. That’s how they stay fat asses.
Union bosses will sell anything for a price. Their souls. Their country. Probably even their sisters. Union bosses don’t give a shit, just as long as they can get a nice house in the Bahamas with a stash.
Here the union boss is telling people who his army wants to take out. This union boss wants to take out the tea parties. Tea Parties threaten their sugar daddies in the New Mob.
Union boss wants Obama to hire him to take Tea Parties out. Union bosses think they can beat up anybody they want. Union bosses like being bullies, but can’t do it themselves.
And some Tea Parties are under 60 and may hit back. Even Tea Parties in wheelchairs could still bite. Union boss wants to save his pretty face. Look at his ugly mug. Ouch!
Bet he has to pay his girl friends.
So union bosses have to pay goons to beat people up. Nobody does nothing for nothing in unions.
Take a good look at this union boss. Someday you’ll see his picture on bumper stickers. Then you’ll see his picture at the post office. Then you’ll either see him gnawing on a corn cob with his four good teeth in the pen, or some clerk will see his face on a Brazilian passport.
For when the going gets tough union bosses get going, out of town. Chicken bastards. They take care of their fat asses first, and leave the members they hired to fend for themselves. In crunch time, union bosses got no loyalty. Ungrateful shits.
What’s so sad, whimper, is the joke’s on the union members. Today, trucking union bosses have to kneel to government union bosses. That’s the way the New Mob wants it. New Mob don’t give a shit.
Government union bosses are mostly girls and girlie men. The New Mob is mostly girls and girlie-men. Trucker union is mostly real men. This is hard for union bosses. They have to sneak. Here they have to give a shit. Union bosses can’t tell their members the New Mob hates America. They can’t tell them the New Mob is socialist. And they can’t tell them only union bosses benefit from socialism, that union members get squat.
Union members still love America, and still send send their kids to get shot at defending it, while union bosses carry around a book of Marx hidden in a brown paper wrapper. Union members get left holding the bag when union boss skips town to Brazil.
The New Mob mostly wears skirts. New Mob wants union bosses to act like girlie-men. New Mob don’t give a shit. Sometimes union bosses have to go to secret meetings in drag.
Union bosses look uglier in skirts than they do a shirt and tie.. Serves ’em right.
HoneyBadger don’t give a shit.