Who, What, I Don’t Know WTF or Why?
So Who’s on first, What Bomb is in Spokane and I Don’t Know wtf you’re even talking about is on third?
Right.
What?…He’s that one Aryan guy in Chewelah.
Why?…He’s the fourth cousin of George Brett and I think he runs the hot dog stand at the Spokane County Raceway.
So then…Jeff Baxter will become a state Senator (R) because…Who ignores What Bomb, while I Don’t Know eats a hot dog at the county owned raceway with Why…while the rest of the Homeland forgets about “the worst and most intentional device ever planted in this country”, or at an MLK march?
Exactly.
Meanwhile, our intelligence officials are baffled as to where Egyptian-like freedom might strike next. But I can assure you, freedom will not strike anywhere north of Mexico or south of Canada…until Abu Dhabi tortures Blackwater’s Erick Prince, into giving Tiger Woods $54 million dollars for some holes in the sand.
“and the riot be the rhyme of the unheard…”
WTF!?
Precisely.
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“So Who’s on first, What Bomb is in Spokane and I Don’t Know wtf you’re even talking about is on third? . . . He’s the fourth cousin of George Brett and I think he runs the hot dog stand at the Spokane County Raceway.”
There you go again, beating up on baseball! And I’ll bet you’re even using a corked bat!
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I may be a little on the “touched” side…but I find that if in the morning I set my goals low enough, beating up on dirt, baseball and Democrats…my goals are pretty easily met.
Saving Spokane from itself…well, it’s a sssshhhhhallange!
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All I ever think of when George Brett is talked about are his piles. I know if I can remember his piles all these years, I’ll remember the piles who left the backpack at the parade…even if the piles turn out to be the eff bee eye. Would that be a surprise? Nope.
Famous People with Hemorrhoids
http://www.hemorrhoidsinplainenglish.com/hemorrhoid/famous-people.htm
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Well now I know waay too much about George and his ass. I didn’t pay too much attention to the rest of him either, until the pine tar thang.
I wonder if he tried pine tar on the piles?
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Pine piles…they could conceivably replace pine trees dangling from rear view mirrors.
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I smell a bumper sticker!
Pine piles…they’re semi-pine fresh…like a picnic in the mountains, with freshness and George Brett.
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