I can hardly wait until President Quagmire quips:
"You're doin' a heckuva job, Johnnie!"
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Upon arrival in Texas (whether by birth or transplantation), everyone is given the middle name "Bob" (hence Billy Bob, Becky Bob, etc.) This blog is for stuff that I find amusing, useful, worth sharing (for whatever perturbed reason). This blog is CERTIFIED LOW CARB.
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1 comment:
"You're doin' a heckuva job, Brownie!" can be interpreted so many ways. Ah, the joys of the English language.
The sad thing is that recent news hints that Brownie may have been doing the best job that anyone could have done in the recently castrated FEMA.
As for Roberts, all I can say is that (a) he's doing his part in the dance, along with all of the Senators and pundits, and (b) he's got that executive hair which we all know is so important.
Oh, and did you see the closeup photo with the "runaway-bride" eyes?
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