This little tidbit was posted on Drudge yesterday. Let's just take a look shall we?
So this is trying to tell us that let's go brandon himself wandered over to the nearest costco to what? Buy some jerky and a box set of Beverly Cleary books? I'm not buying it. First of all, I highly doubt that guy has ever been in a real grocery store. There are people who are paid to do the shopping for them. Second of all, where's Jill? No way she wouldn't be there to supervise. Plus, that place is way too brightly lit to be a real costco.
Then there is the stupid look on his face, like he is shocked at the prices. Riiight. Like he isn't somehow using the people's tax dollars to pay for everything.
The thought of that hair sniffer sitting in his basement reading “Ramona Quimby, Age 8” really, really grosses me out.
Yuck.
Take care out there, my friends.
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