Friday, June 2, 2017

Stop the Presses! The President Made a Typo!

...and some say that the media isn't being "overly" critical of Trump

12 comments:

FreeThinke said...

This oh-so-clever little smart-assed, self-absorbed faggot just HAS to be a KIKE, right? Yeah, GOTTA be! [Hi there, Gert, baby, how're ya doin'? ;-]

Kerfuffles, from nothing he's making kerfuffles.
And suddenly we see inanity from sea to sea.
Kerfuffles, sing it loud it's like asses braying
Sing it soft, it's a mantis preying ...
Kerfuffles lurk 'neath everyone's bed ruffles.


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K-E-R-F-U-F-F-L-E-S are a pain
Every wicked cuss will make a fuss
'Cause he just adore inflicting pain.

K-E-R-F-U-F-F-L-E-S to a fag
Make great grist for when he's pissed
And hopes to make you want to gag.

We know he's got Trump on the brain
And so his fat rump's feeling pain.
But when he screams,"Trump is stupid and he's mean,"
We know he's only making his snotty kerfuffles,
'Cause he's a screaming quean!


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Doorknobs and bedposts, and broomsticks make dildoes
Faggot's fat fannies are nothing but Thrill Ho's
Searching for sausage to fill gaping maws
Mocking and breaking each one of God's laws.

When the scuffles top bed ruffles make kerfuffles at the door,
You put out the fire, and quickly retire, and hope no one's called The Law!


NOW, can you name the TUNE to which eac h of these vulgar, hastily-contrived bits of whimsy was written?

Speedy G said...

Maria,
...,
My favorite things.

Speedy G said...

:P

FreeThinke said...

The second one was OKLAHOMA, believe it or not.

Just be glad we can't transmit sound on these blogs, or I would have sung it for you. (:-o

FreeThinke said...

Your link tells me that even a pointedly irreverent, utrageous old reprobate such as I is capable of realizing that "Freedom of Expression" can sometimes be carried M-U-C-H TOO FAR.

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FreeThinke said...

A BONUS PIECE of BITCHERY

You go home and drop your panties
Then well shack up in our shanties
And we’ll drop down low ––
Low Low Low!
Then we’ll make kerfuffles
In the midst of snuffles
Scuffling to Kerfuffle-o!

And when The Donald comes a-calling
To get a piece of action, dear,
We’ll tell him that he’s appalling,
And he should stick it in his ear!

Then we’ll kick away our panties
As we shack up in our shanties
While we’ll drop down low ––
Low Low Low!
Then we’ll make kerfuffles
As we make loud snuffles
Scuffling to Kerfuffle-o!

Speedy G said...

I need to shuffle off to Buffalo, now! Ciao!

FreeThinke said...

Be sure to give my kerfuffles to Lake Erie!

FreeThinke said...

ONE MORE for the ROAD

There she is, Miss Kerfuffllica!
There she is your schlemiel.
Quean to the old farts everyone should pity
Trapped in shitty Joo Yawk City
She will sing for you a ditty
Mocking all that most think pretty.

There she is, Miss Kerfuffllica!
There she is your schlemiel.
A professional mockey beyond the norm
With her smart ass, feminized face and form
So there she is ––
Mincing on air she is ––,
Miss Kerfufflica!


FreeThinke said...

Turnabout IS fair play, ain't it?

-FJ said...

You're the schlemiel of some liberal's eye as you strut your body on the run way strip
A mirage for both you and us. How can you be real?
We love your body in that magazine, your home state sure must be proud
You're queen of the United States, or have you lost your crown

Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Won't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Our love

Well are you really who you think you are
Or does your dream seem to wear you down
This girl who you once were is screaming to jump out
This dream that you must live - a disease for which there is no cure
This roller coaster ride you're on won't stop to let you off

Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Won't you Kerfuffllica
Our love

Miss Kerfuffllica, Miss Kerfuffllica
Miss Kerfuffllica, Miss Kerfuffllica

Well it's true just take a look - The cover sometimes breaks the book
And the judges, do they ever ask to read between your lines
And in your cage at the human zoo, they all stop to ogle you
Next year, what will you do after you have been forgotten

Well aren't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Don't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Won't you Miss Kerfuffllica
Our love

FreeThinke said...

And may a definitive fit of Cataleptic Covfefe come to you, Kerfufflica amoroso de troppo anima perdita.

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