Bitter Slurpee clingers

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Pantload at NRO:

Slurpees? Really?

Maybe it’s me, but there’s just something about Obama’s new metaphor that strikes me as unhelpful to his condescension problem.

“We put on our boots and walked into the ditch — it’s muddy and hot and dusty and bugs everywhere — and we’re pushing,” Mr. Obama said of the efforts of the White House and its Democratic partners in Congress.

“And we’re slipping and sliding and sweating, and the other side, the Republicans, they’re standing there with their Slurpees watching us,” Mr. Obama said, building up to the punch line, which he has been refining (minus the Slurpees) for several months. “Finally we get this car to level ground. Finally we’re ready to move forward, go down that road once again to American prosperity, and what happens? They want the keys back.”

“Well, you can’t have the keys back,” he said to cheers in Milwaukee on Monday. “You don’t know how to drive. You got us into the ditch.”

It’s definitely you, Pantload. 

Posted by Betty Cracker on 08/20/10 at 10:34 AM • Permalink

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“Obtuse” simply doesn’t cover it anymore. The GOP has been deliberately stonewalling everything, and for no other purpose than to weaken Obama, and Pantload gets upset about “condescension”. Cue the fainting couch.

Any condescension, real or imagined, has been earned, asswipe.

Maybe he should have said “lattes”.  That would really have fired up Pantload.  “No way Republicans drink lattes!  We drink SLURPEES, damn your hide!”

The Usurper sure does look uppity in that image, doesn’t he? I’m glad that the guy who only has a job because of his mommy is calling Obama out for elitism.

Rejected drafts used “Cheetos,” “d*cks in their hands” and “thumbs up their *sses” so I think Pantload should consider himself lucky.

I’m guessing Goldberg has really strong feelings about Slurpees.

Call it a guess…

Say what you will, he sure countered the gist of that metaphor, though.  Great job, Pants!  I’ll bet President Obama is just reeling from your concise and forceful rebuttal.

“I’d go into this in greater depth but I have so very many things to do right now.”

Pantload hates the Slurpee metaphor because it reminds him five whole minutes have passed since his last snack break.

Also2: My life will not be complete until I have a Drop that Slurpee! t-shirt.

The real problem is not Obama’s condescension, but Pantload’s demonstrable inferiority to Obama, in every imaginable way. Obama is simply, by far, the better man. President Obama is smarter, more honorable, more decent, more talented, more successful, a better husband, father, and human being. Obama is even better looking and I have no doubt that he smells better than Pantload. Certainly, Pantload will never write anything that comes close to “Dreams from My Father” or Obama’s speech on race (which he wrote in one night and will be studied in colleges for decades to come as an example of brilliant rhetoric.) And of course, any woman would choose Obama over Pantload.
So don’t be so hard on him. The knowledge that he will never be as successful or talented or handsome as President Obama must be hard for him to bear.
And did I mention that Obama’s a much better athlete and could beat the crap out of Pantload without even trying? Oh, and he’s a better poker player.

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