And that’s when Sgt Crowley began to suspect a setup…
A bit of graphical silliness to end the week. Have a good weekend, everyone!
Posted: July 31st, 2009 under artwork, personal, politics.
Comments: 8
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Comment from Phineas
Time: July 31, 2009, 6:10 pm
After the beer summit Sgt Crowely arrested Gates, Biden, and Bambi for drinking on public property!
Comment from Allen
Time: July 31, 2009, 6:34 pm
Why do I have a sudden craving for a Billy Beer?
There’s a thought, I’m going to make some beer, I haven’t done it in years. How about, “Cracka Beer a Truly Fine Pale Ale?”
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 31, 2009, 6:36 pm
Racist Cracka Beer: your mama drinks it.
Comment from EZnSF
Time: July 31, 2009, 11:00 pm
Barack Brew: Half the calories, same taste.
Comment from Войска ПВО
Time: August 1, 2009, 11:41 pm
Weezil.S and assembled throng:
Not to hijack this thread, but you might want to turn your attention to the pictures and analysis done in this post and this post; it depicts how Obama cares for no other person in this world except for his own slimy self. One is also a touching example of how decent and kind of a man Sergeant Crowley really is and what a vapid, narcissistic t*rd The Boy King really is.
Or, as the frogs would say, “Quelle Surprise.”
~Voyska PVO
Comment from dawn
Time: August 2, 2009, 3:00 pm
Speaking of racist. My husband and I are celebrating our tenth anniversary in Hawaii. They love Obama merchandise over here. We found a bobble head of Obama, shirtless, carrying a surfboard giving a shaka. Awesome! I almost bought one but I don’t want to encourage them.
Comment from Lokki
Time: August 2, 2009, 4:45 pm
Hey – of course they love him – he’s a local boy erh, uhm, well: man of color.
Oppps. Damn. Now I have go go drink a beer with him and Professor Gates.
Comment from XBradTC
Time: August 2, 2009, 7:17 pm
Barack Brew: Half the calories, same always poor taste.
FTFY
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