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The honeymoon is over.... it happens to the best of us.
Me-Me King said…
Pants on the Ground - that's the catchiest little ditty I've heard in quite some time. Bless his heart. I sure hope someone pays him his royalties.
Anonymous said…
I'm with MeMe. I hope that guy gets his for that ditty.

It's all over the place!

Funny cartoons. I had to click on the second one to read the writing, my eyes are getting worse!

Yes, welcome to the real ugly world President Obama.

But ya know? ALL presidents go through this. All of 'em.
nonamedufus said…
CL: Yep, It was kinda short.
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me: Yeah, you said it. Everybody else seems to be benefitting from that stupid song except the poor guy that got booted off A.I.!
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: But it's funny how quickly both the voters and the media turn. This guy was gonna be the greatest thing since sliced bread and now he's treated like stale day-old bread.
First, hey, I get this humor! Americans!!!! ;)

Second, the greatest thing since sliced bread is Joey Logano (see my most recent post: yes, shameless plug). :)
nonamedufus said…
UR: Ha ha...finally something you can understand! ;)

NASCAR? Let's get football over and done with first.
Donnie said…
The dems claimed that the losses in N.J. and Virginia to the republicans were *not* reflective of Obama's handling of the economy. Wonder if the loss of Teddy Kennedy's old post to a Republican will loosen their tongues to the point they will at least admit it hurts? Ouch!
nonamedufus said…
Don: To an outsider such as myself that was a big surprise. But, hey, the people have spoken!
injaynesworld said…
I cannot get that damn song out of my head. Love the cartoons. Gotta laugh or you'd cry, right?
nonamedufus said…
Jayne: Pants on the ground, pants on the ground, Mr. Obama got his pants on the ground

Would some would say Obama competed in American idle?

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