When I have exhausted my daily sources of socialist libtard news, I am guilty of lurking at the most right-wing of right-wing sites just to see what's in the air. Today I visited Little Green Footballs, inhaled deeply, and caught the scent of a tawny killer. It seems that a group called "Native American's Against Obama" was moved to offer a tribute to that rarest of all creatures, the PUMA, and the result was magical.
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I think I actually have the CD with that music on somewhere... do you think if I put it on the stereo my cats will go all green and sparkly?
I have no doubt. Fireworks of political righteousness will shower down on them, and catch the world on fire.
I think that we can all agree that the Puma is a beautiful animal. I would probably still marvel at its beauty and grace as it held me down with razor sharp claws and used its powerful jaws and teeth to crush my skull and munch on my oh-so-savory brains. But what does all of that have to do with two foreign wars, an obsession with secrecy and deceit, wartime profiteering on an unprecedented scale, and complete economic collapse? Still, from this day forward I plan to greet my friends with a jaunty, "Wa Do, Bitch!"
Four minutes of intense puma faces staring at you is supposed to make you forget all those things, Admiral.
I suppose that I prefer the COYOTE as a political symbol.
i need a lyric sheet. i think it goes
Ah-na-na oh-a oh-a sunday
oh-a oh-a sunday
but i could be wrong.
Whatever the actual lyrics were, they were evidently unpersuasive; election day came and the PUMAs failed to show their golden faces.
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