|– Canada Free Press (Bio and Archives) Friday, November 30, 2012
Storyline to date: In the days of yore, the yahoos rode into town, shooting up the dust and frightening the women indoors. In the days of now, Bamster’s Freeloader gang tax the dust, rustle the cattle for wagyu steak and pretend to defend all womenfolk.
No six needed by Barry Bamster, his quick executive order , which never runs out of ink, is far more deadly.
We pick up the story after his Hill acceptance speech where Bamster thanked the dead for voting—twice—and having accepted the stolen identity of Our Lord and Savior thinks he’s good to go. Leaving Benghazi to eat his dust in a mushroom cloud that would gag all but the EPA, the gang rides off into the sunset of Hawaii for yet another vacation, this one 20 days long at a cost of $4-million on the backs of economically challenged taxpayers. Read more: