Have you seen me lately? I'm feisty! That's the word I'd use, feisty! I don't give up, and I'm not going away. Come to the White House and I'll kick your butt at X-Box. That's right, I talk trash too!
Deal with it,
Barack "B-Money" Obama (Prez!)
Dear Mr. Spoof:
Have you seen the remote? Oh, it's here in my hand. Land o' Goshen! Come down to Texas and eat one of my cows!
I love Frosted Flakes,
Would you like the deluxe car wash? Boy, how far the mediocre have fallen!
I use my cell phone all the time now. It's great if you don't mind not hearing who you're talking to. I like it. In fact, it's in my rectum right now. I mean, pocket.
Good evening Spoof:
We're an improv group called "The Monkey's Calculator." We'd like a suggestion of a location where our scene could take place. Anyone? Please, it's either this or telemarketing. OK, forget it. It's better in person anyway.
You know what? People who don't like me are just threatened by a confident secure woman who is full of crap.
Still going into work at Air America
Dear Western Spoof Satan:
I control the world, striking fear into the heart of the United States as I lick a yak's udder for nourishment in my damp opulent cave. With all this power, I still can't find a woman to oppress. I will soon destroy one of your vending machines!
Am I dead yet?
Osama Bin Laden
Do you know what I like to do on my day off? Set Barney Frank on fire, put him on Nancy Pelosi's doorstep and run.