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Politics : PRESIDENT GEORGE W. BUSH -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Tech Master who wrote (508251)	12/12/2003 9:18:16 AM
From: JDN	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 769667

Damn, you hit it right on!! jdn

To: Tech Master who wrote (508251)	12/12/2003 9:44:38 AM
From: Johannes Pilch	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 769667

The Perfect Democrat Weekend Saturday 1) Get up around noon, fail to shower. Watch a few 'toons as you eat cereal from the box. 2) Call your Sodomite boyfriend to ask if the guy he was with last nite was better than you. 3) Call up the Sodomite you were with last nite to ask his name - again. 4) Get dressed for the Dean rally and fundraiser down at the NAMBLA regional headquarters. 5) Make it home early enough to watch the news - any news - except for Fox and CSPAN. Sunday 1) Get up around noon, fail to shower. Watch a few televangelists as you eat cereal from the box. 2) Further convince yourself that God and morality don't exist. "I'm mean all religion is just a sham." 3) Call your new Sodomite butt buddy to discover he is with 'someone.' Call your old Sodomite butt buddy to discover he is on his way to "church." 4) You both head on down to the local Unitarian "church" to sing a few tunes with American Spirit in your 99% Sodomite choir, listen to a few empty platitudes and pay homage to those just formerly amongst you who have gone to the world beneath due to AIDS. 5) Get online to bash a few conservative rednecks in the chatrooms till 3:00 or 4:00 AM. 6) Drag yourself to your incorrigibly unkempt bedroom where you collapse in a filthy, unmade bed - giving thanks to no one, but looking in futility toward the day when you can live a filthy life without guilt. You enter your wretched slumber angry that the conservatives have caused you so much guilt and grief. But you encourage yourself that a new day, when Howard Dean becomes President, is just around the corner. Monday 1) Get up around noon... The end. :)