Hey you…Yeah, you. Remember me? It’s me, Michele Bachmann…Nothing?
I’m a Tea Party drinking, government bashing, Republican congresswoman from Minnesota and I’m running for President. Now do you remember?
I see that some of you are now shaking your heads, but it would be more helpful if you were shaking them in an up and down fashion and not side to side, but…um…
Fuck…I knew this was going to happen.
Less than a month after I win the GOP Straw Poll in Iowa, the devilishly handsome, well-chiseled, Rick Perry enters the GOP Primary race and I’m tossed aside like a half eaten can of tuna in favor of a prime piece of Texas ribeye.
This sucks. AND IT’S NOT FAIR!!
I’ve been giving and giving. Traipsing along the campaign trail loudly espousing nonsensical, anti-government rhetoric, and what do I get in return?
Heartache…and single digit poll numbers.
From the Halls of Minnetonka to the shores of Biloxi, I have fought your anti-tax battles on the air, and land, and sea. And then what?
Rootin-Tootin’ Rick Perry enters the race, out anti-government rhetoricals me, and out sexy corn dog eatin’s me. WTF?
I’m Michele Bachmann dammit…Glad to meet ya!!
Listen folks, I know how to eat a damn corndog in a sexy way…
Hell, even my allegedly gay husband Marcus, can be sexy when tossing back a dawg…
Okay…I guess he does look gay when he does it. But he’s not, so shut up. My husband is as straight as they come. He’s as straight as the Minnesota winter is long.
Now, take a look at Gov. Perry eating a corndog…
Talk about someone who seems to know his way around a shaft of meat. I’m not saying Perry’s gay, but c’mon, if Hermann Goehring was alive, he’d have that picture blown up and placed on the ceiling over his bed.
Anyway…This entire situation and Rick Perry blow. Hell, even my campaign staff is leaving me, all because of a goddamn corndog.
Maybe at some point during the NBC/Politico GOP Debate at the Ronald Reagan Library tomorrow night, I’ll unleash a new campaign song.
Oh I wish I were an Oscar Meyer wiener, that is what I truly want to be, ’cause if I were an Oscar Meyer wiener, then everyone would be in love with me!!
I think I’m on to something. And if not..?
I’ll just give Rick Perry a lil’ taste of my “corndog eating” skills, and become his running mate.
Trust me my fellow Americans, being vacuous is not my only skill. When it comes to choking down a dawg or two, this bitch got skillz.
See ya at the debate tomorrow,
Michele Bachmann
I’m a Tea Party drinking, government bashing, Republican congresswoman from Minnesota and I’m running for President. Now do you remember?
I see that some of you are now shaking your heads, but it would be more helpful if you were shaking them in an up and down fashion and not side to side, but…um…
Fuck…I knew this was going to happen.
Less than a month after I win the GOP Straw Poll in Iowa, the devilishly handsome, well-chiseled, Rick Perry enters the GOP Primary race and I’m tossed aside like a half eaten can of tuna in favor of a prime piece of Texas ribeye.
This sucks. AND IT’S NOT FAIR!!
I’ve been giving and giving. Traipsing along the campaign trail loudly espousing nonsensical, anti-government rhetoric, and what do I get in return?
Heartache…and single digit poll numbers.
From the Halls of Minnetonka to the shores of Biloxi, I have fought your anti-tax battles on the air, and land, and sea. And then what?
Rootin-Tootin’ Rick Perry enters the race, out anti-government rhetoricals me, and out sexy corn dog eatin’s me. WTF?
I’m Michele Bachmann dammit…Glad to meet ya!!
Listen folks, I know how to eat a damn corndog in a sexy way…
Hell, even my allegedly gay husband Marcus, can be sexy when tossing back a dawg…
Okay…I guess he does look gay when he does it. But he’s not, so shut up. My husband is as straight as they come. He’s as straight as the Minnesota winter is long.
Now, take a look at Gov. Perry eating a corndog…
Talk about someone who seems to know his way around a shaft of meat. I’m not saying Perry’s gay, but c’mon, if Hermann Goehring was alive, he’d have that picture blown up and placed on the ceiling over his bed.
Anyway…This entire situation and Rick Perry blow. Hell, even my campaign staff is leaving me, all because of a goddamn corndog.
Maybe at some point during the NBC/Politico GOP Debate at the Ronald Reagan Library tomorrow night, I’ll unleash a new campaign song.
Oh I wish I were an Oscar Meyer wiener, that is what I truly want to be, ’cause if I were an Oscar Meyer wiener, then everyone would be in love with me!!
I think I’m on to something. And if not..?
I’ll just give Rick Perry a lil’ taste of my “corndog eating” skills, and become his running mate.
Trust me my fellow Americans, being vacuous is not my only skill. When it comes to choking down a dawg or two, this bitch got skillz.
See ya at the debate tomorrow,
Michele Bachmann
4 comments:
I'm not saying Rick Perry has lots of experience wrapping his lips around some meat or anything. I mean sure, there have been lots of rumors over the years, but that's all. Not that I believe them or anything. Or would repeat them even. I would NEVER do anything like that.
Michelle does look like she is gonna gag at the thought of it in her mouth. LOL
Michelle, you're losing because you're not crazy enough. You gotta' turn the crazy up a notch.
Those were some of the most disturbing pictures I've ever seen posted on the internet and believe me I've seen a lot. Looks like it doesn't matter how good looking you are, nobody looks good eating a corn dog.
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