Your New President... Peabs.
Maybe it's the mushrooms, but Peabs sure did win the election by a larger margin than expected. I thought Dubya and Kerry would at least put up a fucking fight. Mars she all over your effing Applebee's®.
Unfortunately there will be a recount, since no one seems to believe that a drug-addled supermodel who spent zero money on advertising and shamelessly spoke of smoking crack and assfucking and sodomizing prostitutes with Dr. Bill Cosby could possibly win the Presidency. But damn it, Peabs did. Bovs on your fucking Karl Roves, you effing hanging chads.
if i have made,my lady,intricate
imperfect various things chiefly which wrong
your eyes(frailer than most deep dreams are frail)
songs less firm than your body's whitest song
upon my mind-if i have failed to snare
the glance too shy-if through my singing slips
the very skillful strangeness of your
obvs in
'04™.
posted by Peabs @ 3:05 PM
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I must say, Mr. President, that your strategy of flinging a potent mixture of Jell-O pudding, mescaline, and manjazz into the Diebold voting computers in Ohio and Florida turned out to be ingenious. And disenfranchising the white voters by having the Coz do script readings from episodes of The Cosby Mysteries in select upper-class voting precincts was pure Makavelian politics.
Can I be head of the FCC?
Way to be Peabs! Your certainly carried the Congo's vote. We love that adorable Coz! Flizzim Flazzum all day long! I can hear he early chants of "Obvs on 4 More" already.
--Congo Nation
This can't succeed in reality, that is what I think.
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