Thursday, August 14, 2008

Rush Suggests Elizabeth Edwards Mouth Does to Much Talking, Like Most Women

It's becoming very clear that cornered conservatives this election season, have brought about a desperate agenda of hate and survival, that will result in a severe low point in American history.

Leading that charge, Rush, and his attack on the Edwards family, at a difficult personal time for them. That would call for a sick ruthless dumping on Elizabeth Edwards as the source of John's problems. Hell, talkative women are the bain of all society, when you consider it takes time away from the flapping lips of ideologues like Rush and Hannity.

I couldn't help but present here, for all time, the ultimate example of pent up rage toward women and their independence from perverted pigs like Rush.

1 comment:

  1. Ode to a Cheat

    John Edwards talked about Dad's mill,
    While sleeping with a chick off the pill,
    He lied and fibbed to the MS press,
    And, awoke early to preen and dress.

    His wife, Elizabeth, knew the lie in 2006,
    But supported John in Iowa while sick,
    They stole Hillary's honest votes daily,
    And laughed on cue, and hiding Rielle.

    Why did John lie like a cheatin' rat ?
    No "New Deal" for the average Democrat,
    While Obama and Hillary fought on the stump,
    John Edwards watched Rielle grow a bump.

    Now John's love child is common news,
    And Fred Baron has money to lose,
    Rielle, now nursing, has jetted away,
    Even Geraldo has joined the fray!

    John's affair has hurt his poor kids,
    More than Clinton's cigars ever did,
    A sordid tale that some call a crock,
    The only winner, a loser named Barack!

    Like dogs in heat, Edwards did pant,
    Defined forever, just like Hugh Grant,
    Tabloids paid to get the sleeze,
    Is it John's baby, mister please?

    See Barack in Hawaii like Bobby Vinton,
    Unaware the DNC plans to elect a Clinton,
    Edwards may face time from the tax man,
    But not if a pardon is part of Obama's plan.

    While Elizabeth cries over her brood,
    Baby mama with John was not a prude,
    Gone the innocent days of Tom Sawyer,
    John gettin' love like a real trial lawyer.