"Are You Ready, Boots?"
Hey, Sarah! Let's pretend, okay? Let's pretend you're Sarah Palin and you just gave that prom queen speech at the Retardican National Convention. Okay, so...I guess all of that, we don't have to really pretend. Now then, let's pretend that I'm Nancy Sinatra...except,
I have better legs.
And...
maybe not.
Okay, so I don't have better legs than Nancy Sinatra. But anyway, Sarah? You're about to receive the wrath of my boots, okay?
I'll give you a chance to contact your god for back-up. You know, the same god that you said, the United States sent troops to fight in the Iraq war on a "task that is from God."
Or how about in that address last June, you lipsticked pit-bull, where you also urged ministry students to pray for a plan to build a $30 billion natural gas pipeline in the state, calling it "God's will." (source)
"God's Will" to build a pipeline?
"GOD'S WILL" TO BUILD A PIPELINE???
God's task is war? God's will is for natural gas? How are your views different from those of a Muslim extremist?
You delusional cow.
And by the way, speaking of natural gas, you have no integrity, you're a liar. And during your glammed up, beauty-queen, flighty speech the other night, you kept lyin' when you oughta been truthin'. And I've never liked people who actually snarl (did you SEE HER? She snarls. She curls her upper lip and snarls) and POINT. You point. And it's fucking rude. You're a piece of trash.
But, I would expect nothing less from a great lack of sophistication living up there on the north slope. And Sarah? I've known Barracuda. Barracuda was a friend of mine. And you, Miss Palin, are no Barracuda. You're not that smart. You're a piece of propaganda and poorly exhibited rhetoric that should be controlled with a cattle prod...like a narrow-minded, simple pit-bull.
You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin'.