Could you feel the excitement in the air last night as Shit-For-Brains delivered what we can only hope will be his last State of the Union (SOTU) address?
I know I could. The only thing that would've helped deaden the pain more than stuffing my face with junk food during the ordeal would've been to have gotten shit-faced drunk prior to the freak show from the floor of the House -- except that I've sworn off pain avoidance in that fashion.
One year from now somebody, ANYBODY, will be delivering a state of the union address. And maybe it'll be just as full of gas and shit as last night's speech was (admittedly a hard act to follow given the number of misrepresentations and outright falsehoods in Georgie's speech last night -- check out the numerous articles regarding "fact checking" on his speech last night -- you'll find lots of them on the websites of various real newspapers).
But at least next year's speech won't be delivered by the worst President in our glorious nation's paltry little history.
Say "Amen" and thank you, Jeebus!