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12-24-2005, 04:08 AM
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| Norad tracks Santa's progress!
__________________ Politicians are like diapers, they both need changed occasionally for the same reason. Calling an illegal alien an "undocumented immigrant" is like calling a drug dealer an "unlicensed pharmacist" The hard work of one will do more than the prayer of millions.     |
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12-24-2005, 11:34 PM
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| He's hit most of South America and is now east of the Mississippi....
__________________ Politicians are like diapers, they both need changed occasionally for the same reason. Calling an illegal alien an "undocumented immigrant" is like calling a drug dealer an "unlicensed pharmacist" The hard work of one will do more than the prayer of millions. |
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12-25-2005, 01:44 AM
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 Saw he is in St. Louis. Merry Christmas!! |
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12-25-2005, 06:04 AM
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| The night before Chreesmas, Sabado I theenk, I go to cantina to geet me a dreenk. I dreenk saam tequila, I dreenk eet too fast, Preety damn queek, I fall on my ass. I peek myself up and go home to bed, I pol the cober up ober my head. Early next morning, or late een the night, I heer such damn recket, I theenk eet's a fight. I geet outta bed, I don feel bedy well, My head ees too beeg, eet hort me like ell. I go to the weendow, I don believe what I see, A pot-bellied greengo, as plain as can be. I luook at heez ropa, ees all colored red, an He got heem some chivos tied on to a sled. I yella an I holler, "Hey, move your fat ass, Your chivos--they chit all ober my grass!” He torn to heez goats, he say just one word, And dem chivos chomp in the air like a bord. They corcle around, and then queek as a mouse, He land that damn sled on top ob my house. They chakeing their horns and stomping hees hoof, I theenk they damn chore play hell with my roof. I heer theze ole man chout loud and clear, "What the hell, Pedro, ain't no cheemney up here... “ No door, no weendow, nothing but air, How I gon geev you theze goberment welfare?" Then right away theze Pedro see--- He gon get heemself something for free. So he says to da greengo, "Please come een senior, Do come on down and use de fron door." So, he come een de house, and upon heez broad back, He carry one hell ob a beeg goany sack. He poot hez beeg sack down on da floor, And start pooling out comida…. comida galore. He pool out tortillas, tamales and ham, He pool out a cheekin and haff ob a lamb. He pool out cervesa an boddle ob wine, I cannot believe datt deze eez all mine! I'm theenking, "Pedro, you locky by heck, Theze chore as hell beats unemployment sheck." So he chakes out heez boles and dreenk some ob my wine, And cusses hees chivos to get dem een line. He cusses and hollers, he knows every one, "Chingow, Cabron, Yo, Son ob a gun." That ole man he know how to poot on a cho, Trying to make dem damn chivos get up and go. At last he get them to chomp een de sky, And the last time I see heem, he preety damn high. He going away and the last theeng I heer, ”MERDY CHREESMAS YOU ALL, AN A APPY NEW YEAR!"
__________________ "Wal-Mart, you may want to look into this." |
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12-25-2005, 07:02 AM
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 Dang Lurker, I didn't know you were bi-----lingual!!  |
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12-25-2005, 09:44 AM
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| To Lurker
__________________  ΜOΛΩΝ ΛΑΒΕ Three groups spend other people's money: children, thieves, and politicians. All three need supervision. —DICK ARMEY Click here to view Democrat’s comments on Iraq and WMD’s |
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