I had just returned to the office after a three-hour, six-martini lunch at my favorite strip club, Boobs-a-Poppin’, when I was accosted by my dimwitted VP of marketing Sherm Schweinbumser. He had a wild look in his eye, which always… Read More ›
Eric Holder
This Doesn’t Surprise Me At All
Is there no penny so low that Comrade Hussein Marx Obama Tse-Tung won’t stoop to pick it up? Bad enough that he’s gotten his high-level connections in the Kremlin to rig two consecutive American elections in his favor, but it now… Read More ›
