party?

more like confused grudgefuck…..

I’m sorry, I was spacing out for a second there.

I have every reason, having just returned from “The Dead” at John Paul Jones Arena, Charlottesville (our arena is named after the bass player for Led Zeppelin? Can I get a “FUCK YEAH!?”), following a rigorous afternoon trying to figure out what the hell the “tea partiers” were talking about in the Downtown Pavillion,…. and well,

I’m a CONFUSED LITTLE AMERICAN!

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You call that a party?

Rick Santelli started a real shit storm when he announced from the floor of the Chicago Mercantile Exchange that he didn’t want to bail out errant mortgage holders and was instead contemplating a “tea party” in Chicago. Since that day, Republican nit-wits have been coming out of the woodwork, including useless windhole Michelle Malkin, “Contract with Fellatio” Newt Gingrich, and the Howard Beale of the new world, Glenn Beck. (who lends new meaning to the term “vapid.”)