Showing posts with label crybaby chickenhawks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crybaby chickenhawks. Show all posts
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Chicken Fight!
Did you see this? Gawd, Sean Hannity is such a sad little whore. It's so easy for him to offer to be waterboarded for charity when he knows there's not a chance in hell of it happening. Even if it did, you know they'd go super easy on him and he'd smugly announce that waterboarding was no worse than the log ride at Disneyland.
Anyway, I don't really want to see Sean waterboarded, much as he deserves it. I don't sanction torture (unlike the Bush administration). I sure wouldn't mind seeing a good fair fight, though. Especially if it was for a good cause.
So, here is my idea. Let's put Sean up against a couple of chickens. He can have some razorblades attached to his feet just to make everything nice and fair. Then put him in the ring with the chickens and let them go at it. Keith Olbermann can donate a $1000 to charity for every second that Hannity lasts. It could then be broadcast live on every news network.
Genius, huh! I predict some lucky charity would make about $10,000 before the chickens tore Sean a new ass and he ran away crying.
You know what would make this even better? If Rush Limbaugh went next. I'd empty my savings account to see that fat windbag - red-faced and blubbering with terror - trying to girlslap a couple of very pissed off chickens. I'd record the fight so that I could put it up on Youtube and keep putting it back up the very minute Fox News got it deleted.
What a shame this will never, ever happen. Rush would be too much of a wuss to even get in the ring. Oh, he'd talk big about it for weeks beforehand, but when it came time to actually start the fight, he'd whine about his hemorrhoids or something and produce a doctor's note to get out of it. Then he'd get back on the radio and claim that the chickens were Obama-loving Muslim Socialists anyway and his moronic fans would applaud and the Republican party would bow and kiss his hemorrhoid-laden ass some more.
Squawk, squawk, squawk! That's all these turds ever do. Go fight some chickens, Sean. Let's see what you got, tough guy.
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crybaby chickenhawks,
retardican blowhards
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