I'd rather eat a can of Spam.
I'd rather be tied down and forced to be an accountant in one of Nancy Pelosi's low-wage Tuna Factories.
I'd rather be strapped into one of those Clockwork Orange deprogramming chairs with my eyelids pulled open by tiny electronic arms, and made to watch the John Edwards sex tape.
I'd rather sit through the Director's Commentary of An Inconvenient Truth.
I'd rather fill a blender with frogs and....
Just who the heck is this Man Of The People trying to appeal to here? I'd rather win a dinner date with Hermann Goering.
I'd rather be tied down and forced to be an accountant in one of Nancy Pelosi's low-wage Tuna Factories.
I'd rather be strapped into one of those Clockwork Orange deprogramming chairs with my eyelids pulled open by tiny electronic arms, and made to watch the John Edwards sex tape.
I'd rather sit through the Director's Commentary of An Inconvenient Truth.
I'd rather fill a blender with frogs and....
Just who the heck is this Man Of The People trying to appeal to here? I'd rather win a dinner date with Hermann Goering.
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Goering was commander of Jagdgeschwader 1 and was awarded the Blue Max. I would have had dinner with him before Al Gore.
Himmler, Goebbels, and Heydrich were worthless SOBs.
You mean you wouldn't want to have dinner with that guy?
I don't like Sarah Jessica Parker's character in SATC. She has this thing for Mr. Big.
I can't stand Mr. Big. Yeah, he makes plenty of money, but has no definable personality. Any time I see the actress, I forget that she's just an actress. She's not really dumb enough to fall for Mr. Big.
Or maybe not.
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