Because His Imperial Majesty is obviously quaking in his boots at the thought of disapproval, so could we get your opinion on whether it’s OK for us to piss on the parade of the phony, “Tea Party” RINOglicans now?
They’ve already, after having fearfully pissed their RINOglican, milquetoast pants over daring to suggest cutting $80 billion (as opposed to the equally pitiful $100 billion they used as a promise to get elected) shaved it down to a recockulously insignificant $60 billion which is, last we checked, just about the amount of money that the Imperial Federal Government spends on smokes over a lunch break.
And now they’re willing to give the DemCong fascist party another two weeks of letting Ear Leader get everything he wants in hopes of… WHAT, exactly? That the DemCong National Socialist Party, “chastened” by them having gotten every single damn thing they wanted in spite of being in the minority and having slapped our Oh So Fucking Determined Tea Party Freshmen around like little whining bitches ever since they were sworn in, will suddenly realize the error of their Alinskyite ways and change their minds on spending cuts?
They just need another two weeks to think about it but then, THEN they’ll turn around and recognize the will of the people rather than just digging in further since it worked unfailingly for them so far?
Are you RINOglican cheerleaders out of your fucking MINDS?
No, we’re obviously aiming too high by assuming you even have any, so let’s simplify matters a little for you:
You have a kid, a real snotty brat. You may even have been that kid when you were young. Said kid refuses to do his homework, he’s failing all of his assignments because they’re never turned in and he’s looking at having to do 4th grade for the 6th time. All he does when he comes home from school is to throw his bag on the floor, turn on the PlayStation and play all night long.
So you say: “Drop the controller and do your homework.”
He does nothing. He completely ignores you.
So you say: “Drop the damn controller and do your homework or I’m going to turn the damn PlayStation off.”
He does nothing. Thirty minutes pass and you say: “If you don’t turn the damn PlayStation off in the next five minutes, I’m going to turn it off myself.”
He does nothing. So you say: “OK, I’m going to give you another five minutes, but then I’m really, REALLY turning it off.”
He still does nothing.
How’s that working out for you? Do you think that repeating the threat until it’s 4 in the morning is going to make him finally get down on his homework or do you, like any INTELLIGENT human being would, conclude that he’s obviously realized by now that you’re as likely to follow through as Rosie O’Donnell is likely to go on a diet and that you’re only encouraging him to continue ignoring you by your being a limp-wristed, effeminate, cocksucking, useless, jelly-spined piece of useless trash?
Really? You got it? Welcome to the real world. What took you so fucking long?
But let’s just keep Hoping™ for Change™, right? Remember the last batch of ignorant twatmolds who fell for that one?