Had a few beers with the bride and her Japanese lady friends -- The Obaban's -- and got to talking about what a grade double-A buttwipe this Pantload-in-Chief is and I showed them Hot Air.
Well, it's when I came across this classic rip-off of the Who's Teenage Wasteland replete with digs on that pussbag Gore.
Anyway, I'd write more but I m not coherent, having polished off a brace of Sapporo and a baker's dozen tacos. (Or is that a brace of tacos and a baker's dozen Sapporo?)
In any case, I am into the Myer's Rum at this point and..
..what the hell, just play the damn thing and enjoy the artistry of those from the North country who are more talented than us.
Must be the cold air; keeps their heads and thoughts clear.