Showing posts with label our man in DC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label our man in DC. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The Video You Didn't Know You HAD To See




Manila Ryce, the brains behind the Largest Minority, is the brains behind this piece of work. I had a chance to be in this but since I'm a stinkin' Luddite compared to these folks (I have no video camera or a microphone) I was left behind (calm down Kirk Cameron). Seriously, it's feckin' rockin' harder than Dokken, watch it and become one of Special K's love machines. And Blue Gal is in it too! And she speaks! Using her voice!


And then when you're done, read about the time I met Dennis a few months ago.

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Some Swedish women talk about Fred Thompson and stuff

"He is trying too hard to be Ronald Reagan. He's not pulling it off."

"He is very bad actor."

"Our flowers are pretty and they smell good as well."




"A life time of playing people in charge in Hollywood movies has gone to his head."

"We would like to kiss you all night long and hold you in our slender yet sensuous arms Dr. Monkey. Do you see our pucker?"





"Leave us alone you old letch. Can't you see we have snared the only Asian Swede in the land. Go away."

"His monkey odor is on me, I must go shower. Are you two joining me?"




"Please talk to us of ABBA or meatballs."


"I have seen this old man you speak of, he frightens me and my small animals."







"Jag och Jens har spelat så jääävla mycket Nintendo 8-bitars så det är läskigt. En kväll somnade han och jag satt uppe till 02.00 och spelade mig manisk. Men allt spelande har också resulterat i att vi klarade Super Mario 3, något jag aldrig gjort tidigare så då blev jag glad. Nu är det Super Mario 2 som är min (och Jens) största mani."







"Why yes, of course I keep up with American politics, everyone in Sweden is obsessed with your elections. Why we hardly have time for anything else. In fact I am reading a book by Al Gore right this very second. I think Fred Thompson is an old fart and a fake populist. I hope your media can make sure that you all understand that as well as we do here in Sweden. We all know that even Ron Paul would make a better President that that Moon Pie sucking, gravy sweating, cigar chomping old dork Fred Thompson. But what we also know is that if you want to be a great country once more, you will elect Dennis Kucinich. He is the man to lead America into the future."



And that proves once again, that since the hot ladies love Dennis, so should you! Vote Kucinich in 2008.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Go see this

Go see my peeps at Ice Station Tango. They've got a grrrreat post about our man Dennis Kucinich.
We've said it before, we'll say it again, how can you not vote for a guy who manages to snare a babe like this? President hell, we're ready to proclaim him the new King of the Jungle!!!!

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Our trip to K Mart or How to incorporate political action in most every facet of your life


This afternoon we hopped into the Monkey Moblie, a 1996 Nissan Pick Up truck, and headed over to K Mart. We usually do not shop at such huge corporate stores but we also had to get fish food at Pet Smart so we decied to dash into the K.
As we were paying for our purchases, a 12 pack of Mountain Dew (it keeps us monkeys here at Monkey Muck HQ wide awake and sugary sweet) and a jar of pasta sauce, the cashier asked us if we would like to donate a dollar to the March of Dimes Walk America fund thingy. We said, "Sure," and forked over a dollar. She slid us a shoe to sign, you know what we mean, those paper shoes for walking events, or like the paper shamrocks for Jerry's kids, or the paper lower intestines for National Colon Day. Anyway, we decided to sign it as Dennis Kucinich and began to do so when it hit us to sign it this way instead, Vote for Dennis Kucinich in 2008. We did so and passed it back to the cashier. We felt like we struck a blow for freedom.
Out in the parking lot an older couple was walking to their car and the husband saw me getting into the Monkey Mobile. He said to me, "Hey young man," as I get older I appreciate being called young man more and more and it beats what they usually say when they want my attention which is, "Hey you fat bastard!" I said to the old dude, "Yes?" He smiled and said, "I like your sign." He meant the bumpersticker on my back window that says IMPEACH BUSH CHENEY. "Thanks," I replied. He went on as his wife walked to their car, "Impeachment is too good for them. We ought to put them on a plane to Iraq." We both laughed. I said, "I'd settle for seeing them both locked in cages in Gitmo." He nodded and said as he walked away, "Well me too then. You have a good day young man."
I am having a good day, thanks in part to him.