[...] Radioactive Liberty looks ahead to John McCain’s first term [...]

[...] McCain: (singing softly to himself) Bomb, bomb, bomb Bomb, bomb Iran Bomb, bomb, bomb Bomb, bomb Iran [...]

Congress needs to lay off the prunes. They have been throwing feces down our necks for as long as I can remember.

Not to lance your boil on this one, but I presume that if he is elected he will produce an amazing amount of crap.

This really makes me wonder what dear John’s pick for his number two will be.

Actually I’m pretty sure flies flock to s#it better than honey… Where is future McCain when you need him.

OK, way off topic. The only submissions we’ve received for this month’s humor writing contest have come from people that haven’t a clue. The latest was formated all wrong, had nothing to do with the subject and WASN’T FUNNY!

Please, all of you non-blog owning folks who like to read this stuff and even those of you who comment, send us a reasonable try. With the utter lack of competition, you should fare rather well.

Go to the top of this page. There’s a long black bar up there. In it you’ll find the words Political Humor Writers Contest. Click on it. I’m being sarcastic, but from the look of the submissions we’ve received so far, they must not have ever looked there.

Please. Just sit right where you are and write something. Now! Damn it, I’ve said please twice!

Thank you. I’ve heard you get a lot more flies with honey.

I wonder what sort of foot tapping went on in there. Why didn’t you think to notice that, Chris?

That’s alright, but thanks for the thought. I just appreciate the dedication it took, on your part, to put on the hip waders and wander through the poo in order to bring us a brown eye view of the future.

It’s good to know that a president McCain won’t take any s#it but is more then willing to give one. That’s caring.

I can add more pictures if you like Les. Let me go push some out….