Bob Guzzardi has passed on this link to “Our Ambassador Died, This Administration Lied” an article by Lori Lowenthal Marcus of JewishPress.Com itemizing the lies and coverups coming from Team Obama regarding events flowing from his Mideast policy.
Bob notes that our senior senator, Bob Casey Jr., chairs the Near Eastern and South and Central Asian Affairs Subcommittee of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee.
Yes, this means the Middle East.
Has anybody hear from him? We mean other than in ads attacking the Tea Party movement.
Vote Tom Smith on Nov. 6.
Casey is both an empty suit and hat..No legislation and no empathy cubed!!
Bob and his wife are going out for dinner and a show for the evening. The last thing they do is put their cat out.
The taxi arrives, and as the couple walk out of the house, the cat scoots back in.
Bob goes back inside to chase it out. His wife, not wanting the taxi driver to know that the house would be empty, explains, ‘My husband is just going upstairs to say goodbye to my mother.’
Several minutes later, an exhausted Bob arrives and climbs back into the taxi saying, ‘Sorry I took so long, the stupid idiot was hiding under the bed and I had to poke her with a coat hanger several times before I could get her to come out.
The taxi driver at that moment decided to vote for Tom Smith.
Did you save the part where Casey lost his license for drunk driving and that’s why they used a cab – in a city that has no cab service may I add. Do cons ever grow up????
After show they went out for dinner during which the wife guzzled six double martini’s. Totally drunk,she ditched Bob, stripped off all of her clothes, and hopped into a taxi stark naked.
Sachin, the Indian taxi driver made no attempt to drive off.
“What’s wrong with you Sabu, haven’t you ever seen a naked woman before?”
“I’ll not be staring at you lady, I am telling you, that would not be proper, where I am coming from…”
“Well, if you’re not stupidly staring at me Sabu, what are you doing then?”
“Well, I am looking and looking, and I am thinking and thinking to myself, where is this lady keeping the money to be paying me with?!”
So you see Jane, it’s best not to drive drunk.