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June 16, 2005

Making Plots (Out Of Nothing At All)

Did you ever get an annoying song in your head and it just won't go away, no matter what you do?

Make...it...stop...

Making Plots (Out Of Nothing At All)
The Downing Street Memo Song

- with apologies to Air Supply

Have you heard all the latest whispers
'Bout the administration's lies?
Ralphie Nader wants impeachment
And the Chimp is gonna fry
Those Rethugs try to debunk it
And it makes me want to scream
And I really don't want to hear any more of their lies
Cause this is all such an incredible dream
And I know what I believe in
And I don't need yer stinkin' proof
And if Kerry doesn't show up on that Senate floor soon
Then I'll know he's just a grandstanding poof!

Yes I know that hope is fading!
And I know the time’s gonna fly...
And we're never gonna find out everything the Twig's done
But I know we gotta give it a try

I'm so tired of protesting I-raKKK
This illegal, immoral war
And I know Dick Cheney's possibly the anti-Christ
What were we thinking when we picked Albert Gore?

We've all read the Downing Memo
Yeah, America's heard the Call
But even Soros' bucks can't do this, man... [sigh]
Making plots...out of nothing at all

Making plots...
Out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all...

Posted by Cassandra at June 16, 2005 08:19 AM

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Oh are you gonna pay for that one. I have to go up to Nawth Jawja to pick up our Little Boy Scout and that song is gonna be in my head for the trip.

Nothing subtle about your power of suggestion, is there?

Too funny.

Posted by: Crckt [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 09:38 AM

Hm. Another "damning proof" of the BUSHLIED! meme proves to be not very damning? Surprise, surprise.

Posted by: Patrick Chester [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 12:01 PM

Patrick, you poor testosterone-laced dupe for Phalliburton (dang, it hurts to be this good...) Is that all you can do... echo the RNC's talking points??? You sound worse than that tech wench that infests this hideous excuse for a blog :) Just like a con.

Sheesh.

Posted by: Bush Ate My Soul... [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 12:22 PM

Proof shmoof. This isn't a California courtroom. We don't need to stinking proof to condemn Bush.

Posted by: KJ [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 02:55 PM

Sez you. All you need in a California courtroom are tailored blood stained gloves.

Posted by: Crckt [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 03:44 PM

This isn't a California courtroom. We don't need no stinking proof to condemn Bush.

Exactly...

If the facts are fixed, the Shrub gets nixed.

And now I must away... to ovulate in pointless unison under a full moon with my Systrs, in a sylvan glade somewhere in Marin County. Ahhh... the beauty of it all. Sometimes I fear I shall not be able to bear it a moment longer.

Heh.

Posted by: Bush Ate My Soul... [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 05:06 PM

Is that Systers or Satyrs? I get so confused...

Posted by: Crckt [TypeKey Profile Page] at June 16, 2005 09:13 PM

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