Moonbats on Parade

 

1. eeeewwww!

   Posted by lisar915       09/24/2005  at  08:51 PM  



2. That’ll get even a digital clock to run backwards. Which pic? Both!

   Geeze, there must be something that Carter didn’t give away while he was President. Maybe there’s some enemy that he didn’t encourage. Yeah, he should get another shot.

   Posted by StinKerr       09/24/2005  at  11:15 PM  



3. THE POINT:
   Beauty is only skin deep.
   But ugly goes all the way to the bone.

   Posted by Oink       09/25/2005  at  11:21 AM  



4. "we got our freedom fuck every one else”. what a shame young boys from US-UK are losing there lives for the Iraqis freedom,Iraqis that are being murdered because they just want to vote.so maybe 55+ years from now they can be,fat stupid pisstakeing left wing antiwar
   save the fucking world (cause we wont)its for oil
   ASS HOLES. PS, what the fuck are the skull masks about;

   BULLDOG

   Posted by bulldog       09/25/2005  at  01:07 PM  



5. OLDcat, man!

   Posted by bulldog       09/25/2005  at  04:36 PM  



6. If AQ supposedly has 7 nukes planted in our cities, why couldn’t they have decided this was the appropriate time to use the Washington one??? Why???

   Posted by babylonandon       09/26/2005  at  12:23 PM  



7. wot did i leave, revandryn? you did not get my point, point being soldiers from US -UK ; gave their lives 1939 to 1945 so that ugly fat antiwar types, have got the freedom to slag off the same sort of men that gave them freedom,

   bulldog

   Posted by bulldog       09/26/2005  at  04:24 PM  



8. oldcatman, thats an insult to bulldogs,

   Posted by bulldog       09/26/2005  at  04:37 PM  



9. Code Pink, is it?  With apologies to Oink, it looks more like Code Pork to me.

   

   Posted by Tannenberg       09/26/2005  at  08:24 PM  



10. Tannenberg: Pigs is Pigs. But even I have standards.

    The Famous Pig Song
    (Clarke Van Ness, music by F. Henri Klickmann)

    ‘Twas an evening in October, I’ll confess I wasn’t sober,
    I was carting home a load with manly pride,
    When my feet began to stutter and I fell into the gutter,
    And a pig came up and lay down by my side.
    Then I lay there in the gutter and my heart was all a-flutter,
    Till a lady, passing by, did chance to say:
    “You can tell a man that boozes by the company he chooses,”
    Then the pig got up and slowly walked away.

    Posted by Oink       09/26/2005  at  08:33 PM  



11. Yes, pigs is pigs, but remember Orwell.  Some pigs are piggier than others....

    

    Posted by Tannenberg       09/26/2005  at  08:47 PM  

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