Obama was at a local school getting some PR by talking to the children during his re-election campaign. Obama started by going around the room answering quesitons. Obama pointed to one boy with his hand held high.
Obama: So what is your name son?
Boy: Walter.
Obama: And what is your question for me Walter?
Boy: Actually I have 4 questions.
Obama: Ok, lets hear them.
Boy: First, why did you attack Libya without the consent of Congress and then violate the War Powers Act by not consulting with Congress within the first 60 days of the war by saying it was not really a war? Second, why do you keep saying that the economy is better when things are clearly getting worse? Third, why do you sue the state of Arizona for enforcing federal laws on illegal immigration and then turn right around and sign an Executive Order that conflicts with those same federal immigration laws? And my last question Mr. President is, which of the 57 states are you from?
Just then the bell rang and Obama said that it was time for a break. Shortly after Obama resumed taking questions.
Obama: Sorry for that interruption, so who is next? Ok, lets start with you son, what is your name?
Boy #2: Stevie
Obama: And what is your question?
Boy #2: Actually, I have 6 questions.
Obama: (long pause), Ok, then, hit me?
Boy #2: First, why is it that you went to war with Libya without consulting Congress and then ignored the War Powers Act by not consulting Congres within the first 60 days of the conflict? Second, how is it exactly that the economy has improved during your presidency? Third, why do you snub your nose at the illegal immigration laws and sue Arizona for trying to enforce them and even sign Executive Orders that conflict with such laws? Fourth, are there really 57 states? Fifth, why did the school bell ring 20 minutes early? And lastly Mr. President, where did Walter go?
Originally posted by whodeyNow all we gotta do is get someone to tell a joke.
Obama was at a local school getting some PR by talking to the children during his re-election campaign. Obama started by going around the room answering quesitons. Obama pointed to one boy with his hand held high.
Obama: So what is your name son?
Boy: Walter.
Obama: And what is your question for me Walter?
Boy: Actually I have 4 questions.
Obama: ...[text shortened]... , why did the school bell ring 20 minutes early? And lastly Mr. President, where did Walter go?
This is a warning to anyone walking along 35th street.
There group of muggers hanging round there, who use a blonde with big tits to lure you round a dark alley for Fillatio. While she's performing the act her friends sneak up quiet and riffle through your pockets. I was robbed last Monday, Teusday, Thursday, Sunday, and tomorrow.
Frank: Wow CP, I had the most horrible nightmare last night. Very disturbing.
ChessPraxis: What was it about?
Frank: I dreamed shortcircuit ran up to the top floor of a very high building
and was going to commit suicide. Jump to his death.
ChessPraxis: What happened?
Frank: He couldn't get the window open...
Originally posted by Frank BurnsFrank Burns was having a dream.
Frank: Wow CP, I had the most horrible nightmare last night. Very disturbing.
ChessPraxis: What was it about?
Frank: I dreamed shortcircuit ran up to the top floor of a very high building
and was going to commit suicide. Jump to his death.
ChessPraxis: What happened?
Frank: He couldn't get the window open...
He dreamed he was a budding woman.
He looked at his crotch and saw what he thought was a pubic hair.
He was so pleased until the hair squirted.
Then he realized, to his chagrin, he was a man and not a woman.
Suddenly a huge smile crossed his face as he stared at his squirting hair.
He was happy, because he was three times as large as he was in the real world.
What a waste of a catcher's cup he is. :'(:'(😞😞😞
Originally posted by whitesingleprincessSo there he was, Grampy was praying and praying, Please Lord, let me win the lottery!
wha,wha wha,wha wha,wha thats hilarious grumpy
😀
A week goes by, nutin, nada.
He prays again, Please Please Lord let me win the lottery! I treated my wife with respect all her life!
another week, zip.
Week three Grampy goes LORD! PLEASE! let me win the lottery! Remember the time I saved Philabbits kid stuck in the sewer?
I feed the poor at the soup kitchen! I am a good man, please let me win the lottery!
So just then a huge vaporous hand comes out of the cloud, GRAMPY!
Yes Lord?
I know you deserve to win the lottery, but GRAMPY! Meet me halfway here!
BUY A TICKET!