Kay Sara Sara! Anywho, We'll be!

My Mom was telling me today about how she does not have any idea how to vote.  I told her, um, ya go down to the poll (make sure it's not the chicken place), you tell them who you are and they will give you a ballot.  She looked at me like I was crazy and told me she knew that but didn't know who to vote for or why to vote the way that I do.  I said oh... and suggested that she vote along liberal party line and just Christmas tree the rest, sorry X-mas tree the rest (old habits ya know).  Again, I got the look like I was a retard,oops (mentally challenger).  Well we talked a while and after we looked up the candidates, she decided that she was probably going to vote the other way.  I really do not know of another way at this point in the game, I mean, too late to vote absentee or mail in, so she is on her own there.  I am pretty sure she is going to vote for liberals, because she said that I have that all covered and she was going to do the right thing.  Go Mama.  O Bama.  Wow, this Obama thing keeps getting more and more peaceful.   Well, gotta pick out a pretty Blue thong for voters tomorrow to admire as the support the Liberal cause, and nor matter who wins, Kay Sara will be happy!


God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby

I'll Take a Democrat and a Side of Fries to Go

I went out to vote today, like the good liberal that I am, and was amazed that there were so many people there standing in line for early voting.  It was really weird for me because I thought you couldn't talk politics at the poll.  So, I am there in line, waiting with all the other people listening and got more opinions than I wanted to, to tell you the truth.  People were talking about Glenn Beck (who is not running for office) and that witch woman.  I heard people talking about gays in the military, and well, the football games and the weather, all sorts of conversations. Now I have been waiting in the line for quite a while, it is stretched outside the door for about half way around the building, and moving pretty slow.  I finally get to the front of the line and tell the lady there that I am registered democrat and can't wait to do my part to keep the nation free!  She looked at me quite matter of factly and said "That is nice sweetie, but are you ordering Chicken or what?"  I looked down at the sign in front of me and saw I was not at the poll, but at Pollette's Chicken and Waffles.  What a damn waste of an afternoon.

God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby

Obama Is Going To Pay For My Gas And Mortgage!!!

I need to find this chick and see how I can get free gas and mortgage payments.
I'll do more than help Obama if I have to. Move over Michelle, Momma needs a new
pair of shoes.

God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby

"The Progressive Witch Project"

In the spirit of Halloween and all things evil, I decided to share a little story with you from my Libby's Special Book of Stories and All Things Fabulous. Hopefully, this will shake up your bones and get you in the festive mood.

August, 2010

In a small Delaware town, Mike Castle and some of his most beloved Liberal friends are on a camping trip.  It is a particularly dark night, and to make sure no one forgot what each other looked like, they all had to keep flash lights aimed at their faces.  Most of them had overactive mucus glands, so it was easy to follow them using the snot trail. This particular trip was planned so they could come up with ideas to make sure they can keep... make sure Democrats can maintain power in Washington, but Evil was afoot, and it was in the form of a 5'2" (Non-Constitution) knowing Witch.  The radicals were busy drinking tea, and the tea leaves in the cup predicted an upset was afoot, but no one warned poor Mr. Castle.

The band of friends were sitting around telling political ghost stories of Oval Office Blow Jobs, and failed Peanut Farmer's military rescues (shutter), when all of the sudden they heard in a distance "Yes we can!  Yes we can!.  This could not be resisted by any of Mike's friends, and they (in a zombie-like stupor) went out with their flashlight lit faces, into the darkness to follow the sound.  Mike yells at them , "No, those woods are dangerous, and more importantly, I am scared to be left alone!"  Not known for listening to sound advice and being the stubborn little Lib's that they are, the band of buds ignored Mike and went into the woods anyway to meet their demise.

None of the friends were able to see where they were going, since none of them had an extra flashlight to use on the ground. They wandered aimlessly about feeling the trees for guidance, stumbling, bumbling, and often scaring one another as each one turned and caught a glimpse of the others flash-lit face.  This went on for hours which provided the diversion for the true evil of the forest to do her job. A voice echoed in the distance... Mwaaahahahahahahahaha!

Mike sat alone in the darkness, flashlight illuminating his nostrils. Fresh mucus dripping from the tip of his nose glowed in brilliance as it hung seemingly defying gravity and resembling that stuff that they put on credit cards when they mail them to people to stick to the paper. I think it is called boogers? Shaking almost to the point of convulsion, he was getting very tired. This state of vulnerability is where Mme Christine O'Donnell -the evil witch- wanted her powerful opponent to be.

"Mwaahahahahaha! So, I have found you alone, weak and vulnerable, with a snot ball hanging from the end of you nose. This is just where I wanted you. There is a devils alter just around the bend in the river, and we can go over there and make out, but I want you to lose the primary to me."  "Never" replied the noble and honest hero.
O'Donnell told him that was just what she expected and cast a spell on him chanting the words, "Obamacare kills, Obamacare kills" and poof, she walked away because she gave up witchcraft and had to turn in her broom.

Soon after this,  there was a Primary Election that Christine O'Donnell won as the Republican candidate.  That is when the nightmare began!  Mwaaahahahahahahahahaha!


God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby

Kiss My Fatt As...Maura Kelly @ Marie Claire Magazine

Ok, here ya go, let's talk about Maura Kelly of Marie Claire magazine talking about fat people on a new sitcom.
I am a slim, trim liberal Love Goddess, when men see me once, they lust me for life and guess what!  I get the hots for men of weight! I get the hots for some women of weight.  I don't like any of them to make me wait. LOL. I have been called a lot of things, but never late for dinner. I know what is like to be overweight, 99% of the Nun's at the orphanage were overweight and they have things to contend with.  What makes them overweight?  Maybe it is oversexed liberals like me to contend with.  People have weaknesses and some people have a weakness for food.  Maura probably has a weakness, or an outlet if you will, that gives her an emotional release, it is just not food.  Some people are so beautiful that they owe it to the world to make as much of them as they can. We won't go into what my particular thing is but then again, having said that, we don't have to.
Well, after I get these day workers to the voting polls, I have to get on the road. As I said, I have my passport and I plan to see this great Nation.  Postcards from the edge soon to come!

God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby

Applying Grease to the Non-Squeaky wheel!

OK, I know I am like so yesterday on this blog, but I got caught up in Tyra Banks drama and forgot the other important things.  well, you are right, lesser important things.  I know I am not very smart... no, no, you are too kind but yes, I am aware that I miss a few things and occasionally get off point (however rarely).  Here goes.  Our savior in Chief went to Delaware to join the battle against the witch.  Everyone knows that the witch is gonna get soaked and melt on the 2nd.  LOL, just imagine her getting tea poured on her and going "I'm melting, I'm melting  Libs suck"  Victory is ours here.  But really?  The Prez. is going there?  Folks, even Libtards know (no offense, Hey, that sounds like my name, hmmm ) that we Dems have it in the bag and he could go other places and be of more help.  Couldn't he just send Condelisa Rice there to wrap things up?  And about the witch thing. I am gonna go Liberal on the Liberals dissing her about being a witch.  Hello, as Liberals, we defend the constitution against religios bias, ie Muslin and all, we should embrace a woman that is religious and not Christian.  That is what we do, right?  Anywho, I love Barrack Obama still.  Michelle, drop dead, I want him.

Until then,

God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby

Presidential Latino Channel Commercials.

I want to give a big shout out to our lord and President.  This man is so wonderful.  Such a humanitarian.  He earns his Nobel Peace Prize daily, maybe even hourly, excuse me while I compose *sniffle*.  He is letting the Spanish TV viewing community here and abroad know that we have to stop our enemies.  What other sitting president, dead or alive, is going to do that for our country.  I didn't see the commercials,  but the news says they are really good commercials, and they would be with that kind of star power .  I'm gonna go out on a limb here and volunteer my acting skills for the cause.  I am a great actor.  I was in a Shakespeare play in school, "Gilliganismishes Adventures" about this guy that had to go on journey's and the Gods helped him and stuff.  Wasn't really happy about the religious theme but I didn't have my left wings fully developed yet!  With me, we can Tele a mundo lots of Latinos what we need.  Get the word out y'all.  Yes we still can.  And I just want y'all to know that no political funds were expended in the creation or transmition of this message.


God/Allah/Nobody Bless
Libby