Tuesday, March 27, 2007

VD(j) as the Ultimate Chickenshit

Oooooh... wait until I have time to edit the clips from this morning. He says Ernie the Troublemaker from Ozark has "popsicles". Ernie -- here's a hint. If you have ugly, skinny legs that taste like grapes -- see a chiropractor. (And ask Tony Two-Fingers for a date).

VD(j) says that he is the only one who is a "man" who will fight for what he believes. I about fell off the chair at this one since he ducked in the most chickenshitted way an offer from Mr. Mt. Vernon to show off HIS popsicles.

He also ducked all the posibilities to serve whatever country he might claim before, that got rid of him to someone else. Here's a hint to the asshat. The very guy I was named after, and his best friend, went to Canada in 1941 and joined the RAF. Only one came home, and he was never the same. You -- you villinous vile piece of human waste, could have come to America and joined up at any time -- since you ARE the World's Best American.




Blogger Jacke M. said...

John, honey-sweetie-babypie, anybody that can get you as riled up as VDJ can is my kinda popsicle. Haw haw.

By the way, you misspelled possibilities and villainous, but who's cowntin'? ;)

6:07 PM, March 27, 2007  
Blogger John Stone said...

For noticing my many mispellings ... I prefer typos made in haste ... I hereby award you the "417Pundit" trophy. Pick it up from LarryL....

VD(j) is just your basic worthless blob of protoplasm who has no excuse for taking up MY nativeborn air and water.

6:36 PM, March 27, 2007  
Blogger Jacke M. said...

Ooooooooh, a trophy!? For me!?

Goodie, goodie! :)

Would you like me to suggest to VDJ that he ask your permission for a portion of the air you breathe? Would that make you feel better?

Pronunciation: -r&nt
Function: adjective

2 a : unwilling to grant equal freedom of expression especially in religious matters b : unwilling to grant or share social, political, or professional rights : BIGOTED

Smooooooochies! ;)

12:26 PM, March 28, 2007  
Blogger John Stone said...

"Would you like me to suggest to VDJ that he ask your permission for a portion of the air you breathe? Would that make you feel better?"

Not much, but go ahead anyway knowing in advance that my answer will be, "no".

I will grant him permission to breath Chinese air, Mexican air, German air and even Venesualan air. Those all sound like good destinations for him to carry on some of his narcissistic personality disorder sthick...

All the rest of the air in the world is too good for him. Or maybe gawd will perform a miracle and just have him become an anaerobe.

1:30 PM, March 28, 2007  

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