tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post3201519461214665780..comments2024-01-27T00:45:09.861-05:00Comments on I Ain't No Oprah: Two text messages, a conversation, and a small rant about John McCainI Ain't No Oprahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14144178033176760758noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-71243771055297880592008-09-05T11:00:00.000-04:002008-09-05T11:00:00.000-04:00You asked your daughter about the weed and booze b...You asked your daughter about the weed and booze but forgot to ask her if the sex was any good. What kind of a parent are you?Maine Comics Arts Festivalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06579396181623563597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-87414184625414485392008-09-05T10:06:00.000-04:002008-09-05T10:06:00.000-04:00Cake: "John Kerry married this blog!?"Just pretend...Cake: "John Kerry married this blog!?"<BR/><BR/>Just pretended married.<BR/><BR/>IANO: Your point about McCain reminds me of the line in <I>The Magnificent Seven</I>: "The man for us is the man who<I> gave</I> him those scars."The Silver Foxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730805376957629641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-21735572603452727462008-09-03T15:39:00.000-04:002008-09-03T15:39:00.000-04:00Conceding? Conceding?Uh-oh.The little 'senator' ju...Conceding? Conceding?<BR/><BR/>Uh-oh.<BR/><BR/>The little 'senator' just dropped out of the race and no amount of flip-flopping can bring him back.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-6642090369618487722008-09-03T15:09:00.000-04:002008-09-03T15:09:00.000-04:00*swoons*Oh yeah, when you say that, you just know ...*swoons*<BR/><BR/>Oh yeah, when you say that, you just know I'm a few seconds from conceding to your-- whoops, sorry, I forgot you don't like me to put it like that.<BR/><BR/>I mean, giving in to you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-64207694885829130832008-09-03T14:25:00.000-04:002008-09-03T14:25:00.000-04:00I thought that was a killer line.But, you love it ...I thought that was a killer line.<BR/><BR/>But, you love it when I say, "Hey, baby, let's filibuster under my Beltway." Right? <BR/><BR/>Right?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-70749789687892073522008-09-03T14:11:00.000-04:002008-09-03T14:11:00.000-04:00Okayfine, you're right...the spooning is excellent...Okayfine, you're right...the spooning is excellent. <BR/><BR/>However, if you're going to whisper in my ear, could you think of something sexier to say than, "Hey baby, wanna meet my little 'senator'?"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-73699852601191558282008-09-03T13:58:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:58:00.000-04:00I have, however, received congressional medals of ...I have, however, received congressional medals of honors for my spooning. Nevermind which congressman gave me the medal.<BR/><BR/>(You drool and steal the sheets. But, I don't mind. It's better than when you keep asking me, "Why the long face?")Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-91541804659753176152008-09-03T13:53:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:53:00.000-04:00I wish you didn't snore.I wish you didn't snore.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-60287468273730937482008-09-03T13:35:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:35:00.000-04:00Yeah, I dig the flip-floppin'.What politician does...Yeah, I dig the flip-floppin'.<BR/><BR/>What politician doesn't dig the flip-floppin'?<BR/><BR/>(I have switch-flops now, also. Coolness.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-91400285688340977242008-09-03T13:32:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:32:00.000-04:00It was dark. I was drunk. The blog was witty. What...It was dark. I was drunk. The blog was witty. What can I say?<BR/><BR/>(Don't tell Teresa.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-57579025317183888102008-09-03T13:31:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:31:00.000-04:00I was for this blog, before I was against it....I was for this blog, before I was against it....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-5871628165478590112008-09-03T13:28:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:28:00.000-04:00"the torture began after I married Teresa.And, of ..."the torture began after I married Teresa.<BR/><BR/>And, of course this blog."<BR/><BR/>John Kerry married this blog!?Cakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12547737277654390439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-7618151024732305792008-09-03T13:05:00.000-04:002008-09-03T13:05:00.000-04:00I wasn't tortured in 'nam...the torture began afte...I wasn't tortured in 'nam...the torture began after I married Teresa.<BR/><BR/>And, of course this blog.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-489283988417078092008-09-03T12:48:00.000-04:002008-09-03T12:48:00.000-04:00Kerry didn't get tortured??So then what happened t...Kerry didn't get tortured??<BR/><BR/>So then what happened to his face?I Ain't No Oprahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14144178033176760758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-55726077958499026722008-09-03T12:36:00.000-04:002008-09-03T12:36:00.000-04:00Yeah, Cousin Saul, I figured that was exactly what...Yeah, Cousin Saul, I figured that was exactly what "something" meant.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-76608018156445289782008-09-03T12:12:00.000-04:002008-09-03T12:12:00.000-04:00John Kerry,Yeah...you're something...a pile of som...John Kerry,<BR/>Yeah...you're something...a pile of something!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-62705206828758171182008-09-03T11:42:00.000-04:002008-09-03T11:42:00.000-04:00I didn't get caught. I didn't get tortured. I kill...I didn't get caught. I didn't get tortured. I killed Charlie.<BR/><BR/>Does that mean you think I'm a hero?<BR/><BR/>No. You think I'm "something," right?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-157134683943811032008-09-03T11:38:00.000-04:002008-09-03T11:38:00.000-04:00Rats are responsible for my neck, stop bringing ba...Rats are responsible for my neck, stop bringing back painful memories!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-48919681888797400492008-09-03T11:20:00.000-04:002008-09-03T11:20:00.000-04:00Hey Noprah,High Five! Ow Ow Ow Ow...rats...I can't...Hey Noprah,<BR/>High Five! Ow Ow Ow Ow...rats...I can't lift my tortured arms that high.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-25190354944528321092008-09-03T11:07:00.000-04:002008-09-03T11:07:00.000-04:00There was a fly in my POW camp...it was horrible!!...There was a fly in my POW camp...it was horrible!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-38358391167079178312008-09-03T10:38:00.000-04:002008-09-03T10:38:00.000-04:00You rogic makes to sense.You rogic makes to sense.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22917739.post-15684317010517362802008-09-03T10:22:00.000-04:002008-09-03T10:22:00.000-04:00"There is a stupid fly in here and IF you people w..."There is a stupid fly in here and IF you people would put the sugar spoon away it would go away."<BR/><BR/>So to sum up:<BR/><BR/>If it was a smaht fly, putting the sugar spoon away wouldn't make a difference.Cakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12547737277654390439noreply@blogger.com