Oh, DP, what will we learn at your feet? Quite a bit, actually. We understand DP’s been studying basic forces.
Firktion stops ears. Stackfirk!
Not to pick apart a second-grader’s science homework, really, that’s almost cheating. But for the low price of 45 (cents? I hope so) you can have a piece of America’s political history.
Meet Borko Boma.
Borko has MY vote. A Democrat with fists like that? Crappers! He’s the Mexican Masked Wrestler of Pennsylvania Avenue! And check out that shiny, shiny dome. For people that want their nation AND their president indivisible, Borko’s one smooth unit.
And the capri pants really work for him!
The tie AND the little carnation is a nice touch, but I don’t think I’ve seen the president in a cute little short sleeve body-and-head stocking. It’s kind of scary–like he’s going to crush you with his mighty Right Fist, and then possibly noogie you to death. I’ve had dreams like that.
Opinion–is that a big happy smile, or a “Kilroy Was Here” style hanging nose? You be the judge.
And as long as we’re overanalyzing–fetching designer necktie, or infinity sign? Do people look eastward and point, and say “Look! It’s a flash of lightning from the left! Stronger than an economic crash, within acceptably broad parameters defining recovery! It is…Borko Boma!!!”
I think if the Dems floated someone in a head-concealing unitard with a lump of chewing gum on his chest, spinning around swinging his fists, they may actually finally win the overwhelming “crazy Americans” vote. That’d be a fun election.
“Mr. Boma, There are new economic realities out there that everyone in this hall and across this country understands that there are going to have to be some choices made. Health policies, energy policies, and entitlement reform, what are going to be your priorities in what order?”
“WHEEEEeeeee!!!!” *wooshwooshwooshCRASH (tinkle)*
“Dammit, somebody catch him before he scares the caterers…”
Texas Thrift on Nacogdoches, San Antonio
Update! Check out this Borko Boma sighting!