Word salad and crystal meth, the breakfast of champions.

Imagine the convention. How long ’til the former, half-term First Dude gets liquored up on the hard whiskey and tries to bang Mistress Callista in the nearest broom closet?

Ya know, if millions of peoples’ health and livelihoods weren’t on the line, Sarah grifting her way onto the Republican ticket would be the height of hilarity.

The GOoPers can’t be that desperate already, can they?

When their choices include a hyper-rich hypocritical asshole, a sanctimonious hypocritical asshole, a politically and personally corrupt hypocritical asshole, and an economically retarded hypocritical asshole, why would they settle for just a hypocritical asshole?

I would say that with Miss Sarah on the ticket, millions of people won’t have to worry about a Republican President to say nothing of down ticket Republicans who would be hurt by having the grifter topping the ticket.

Then you need to remind yourself of what H.L. Mencken said: Nobody ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of the American public.

I agree that the odds would be slim, but they surely would not be non-existent. There’s a very significant anti-KenyanMuslimUsurper vote that doesn’t really care who the other candidate would be.

Now I have a bunch of Japanese people shouting “Crying, crying, crying” stuck in my head.

Sarah is currently tied with Newt as the least popular “politician” in America. And let’s not even talk about the number of people, including the Frum republicans, who would vote to make sure she didn’t get within a mile of the Oval office.

You know, after the image at the top of this post, I must reiterate my call for more of Shakira’s ass from the last thread. I DID give you another answer that would’ve worked, had you needed it. And while I was only kidding in the last thread about more Shakira’s ass then, I am not kidding now.
Please, after the damage you’ve inflicted with the two inverted highway cones coated in cottage cheese and topped with a worn Army PT shirt, if you won’t do it for me, do it for the children. More Shakira’s ass.

At this point, nothing would surprise me. That fact that Santorum has managed to surge from behind is, uh, amazing, in some ways.

Palin in a brokered convention?? Anything is possible, even though it makes puppies cry to contemplate such a dizgustin spectacle as the Snowbilly Quitter gettin ta the topa the ticket.

Palin/Cellulite 2012!

Hey, she’d get 27%, right? And that’s more than half of 50, so it rounds up to a majority. (Politifact math is fun!)

Telling me to count on the rational decision making of your typical Independent and the personal integrity of your typical Republican isn’t all that reassuring.

Ooooooo! Hilarity!

Sadly, our fun will be short-lived. By Super Tuesday this thing will be wrapped up (essentially).

Having the Grizzly Grifter exit her compound and engage the public in political hypothesizing is the last thing the gop establishment types want right now. They have managed to keep her muzzled thus far, but they have no one to blame but themselves for her flaming reentry into the national consciousness.

Please, little shrill-voiced neanderthal lady from the tundra, keep talking. We liberals want more.

She wants to be Cheney, with dreams of sitting at the head of the table in secret meetings with energy companies and orchestrating wars from an undisclosed location.

“I would do whatever I could to help re-elect Barack Obama,” she added, her voice rising.

Seriouslly, “Rosie Ruiz herself?” Showin’ your age TBogg. But an impressive breadth of knowledge and turning of phrase for those of us also of a certain age.

[W]ho it will be, willing to offer up themselves up in their name in service to their country.

Maybe she’s planning to jump into Wrangeli, or one of the other active volcanoes in Alaska?

Sic transit a championship basketball player’s lifters and a flutist’s firm posture.

*heh* Why not…? The Quitter couldn’t even handle a Semester here in Madame Pele’s playground…! ;-)

Remember, too, the new Republican voter suppression tactic runnin’ wild in Michigan. Voters? We don’t need no stinkin’ voters, saith the Republican governor. Duly elected? Makes no nevermind, as long as it’s Benton Harbor et al.

Hey, if you’re going to take over their cities, why bother lettin’ ‘em vote in the first place….

Also.

OW, ow, I want her, I need her. Yeah Sarah.

What?

Word salad and crystal meth, the breakfast of champions.

Ah, that’s a fine turn of phrase.

I always give myself a pat on the back when I catch a pop cultural reference. It is considerably easier for me when it antedates 1990.

Brokering sounds boring and elitist. I say stick-fight!

“If one of the nominees, one of the GOPers, doesn’t get enough delegates, it could go to a brokered convention,” said Fox Business Network’s Eric Bolling in an interview

He’s almost stupid as she is. If you don’t get enuff delegates, you ain’t the nominee. If you do, you are. Eric.

BTW, not gonna be no brokered convention unless she egets in this waaay before then and makes it a 3-clown race (4 in newt wit counts)

has it been THAT long since Rosie did her thing? Do we date ourselves when we remember her?

It’s not just a turn of phrase. That’s precisely how Grifter-in-Chief intends to psych out the inscrutable, rice-eatin’ Chinese commies and Mooslimite Terrists…to say nothin’ of all them librul-elite birth control deviants. Well…that and the threat of asymmetrical, cellulite warfare, of course.

“Word Salad and Crystal Meth” Sarah’s Plan for World Domination. (And First-Grifter’s best shot at winning another snowmobile race…especially the crystal meth part.)

“…the cougar sucking down Harvey Wallbangers at the end of the bar might be looking better and better…”

Hell, Tbogg, coffee EVERYWHERE. :o)

Dammit, I’m sending you the bill for A&I “water damage”. :o)

And, it’s TRUE! If the Gooper hatchet-fight keeps going on, anything could happen. It’s one reason why Gingrich and Santorum and Paul are all keeping their teeth in Romney’s ass, like a pack of pit-bulls. (Okay: Paul’s keeping his DENTURES in Romney’s ass…)

I purely hate to see Obama skating out on his squandering of a great opportunity to do some of the things that we so badly needed, just because the republicans look like a psychotic bowling team of serial killers, but if Santorum wins Michigan, the little Irish fiend in me will laugh and get a political hard-on that a cat couldn’t scratch. :o)

Beerfart, I usually agree with you on your posts, but I think that if the repubs go into their convention with it still undecided, it will mean that “applicants” and Kingmakers (Queenmakers?) will be coming out of the woodwork like cockroaches.

Wow! I just thought of something. What if Palin can come into a chaotic gooper convention and her “magic” can stampede everyone in sight.

And THEN! She wins the election!

We could have Bill Clinton, early-on, paying her a “courtesy call” in the White House. You know he would. :o)

(Rolly eyes…Biiig Rolly eyes… :o) )

Palin to secretary: “Hold my visitors and my calls. I’m in deeep philosophical discussions with former preznint Clinton. Oh: and have someone give my husband an hour-long tour of the White House basement. Tell him that Abraham Lincoln hid his snowmobile down there somewhere, and no one’s ever found it, praise the lord!”

“…is the last thing the GOP establishment types want right now…”

You’d think so, but I’m beginning to wonder if the bill for all those years of whoring around with the knuckle-draggers isn’t bigger than we thought. If Santorum wins Michigan, it will sure look like it.

I would also add that I’m so disgusted with Obama and the democrats that the black-humor Irony of Palin running as the nominee, with all of the lunacy that that implies, has a certain perverse appeal for me.

Besides, Digby would have a love-hate meltdown. :o)

I’ve always said that american voters couldn’t be swept off their feet by a passionate, ignorant, demagogue of a man-on-horseback…

but Palin’s not a man….

OMG!! That one picture can do more for lowering the birth rate in this country than a semi full of pills. It’s going to take months of therapy just to get the picture out of my mind. Well, what little I have left.