Guaranteed relief for journalistic leg tingle…

by Hotspur

Jump a ropeline in an effort to get Obama’s autograph.

The reporter is unidentified, and because flab mountain Chris Matthews couldn’t jump over a dime, we’ll just never know.

Archived in: Chris Matthews, Journalistic Malpractice, Obamania

February 5, 2009 at 1:44 pm | Trackback

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You can’t make this up about the Left! (3)
- Hotspur: Reuel, Norway has an established church - The Lutheran Church of Norway - which requires religious...
- Reuel Sample: Interesting. If he had based his stance on Christian principles - which calls homosexuality a sin yet...
- Hotspur: Values fluctuate easily with these prog clowns, and the results are unpredictable. They always find a way to...
He’s a shoo-in for the House of Representatives… (3)
- Vermont Woodchuck: Wait till the DT’s hit along with the nic fits.
- JTHM: Well at least he did’nt chew a womans face and fingers off like Barney Fra….err… Chris...
- Vermont Woodchuck: As a Prog, he doesn’t have to explain or say he’s sorry. After Benediction,...
America the BROKE (1)
- Hotspur: The link is another take on the Greek situation. A debt bubble? http://baselinescenario.com...
I like her already… (2)
- Hotspur: JT, the Obama administration will then vigorously protest…her gesture.
- JTHM: I wonder how long she lasted before being gang raped and then hanged?
Chump Generation (4)
- Hotspur: Reuel, thank you very much for stopping by. I was hasty to include GenXers in the post, but those I know are...
- Reuel Sample: As a GenXer, it is good to see that my generation has grown up and matured politically. We used to not...
- Hotspur: Good link. Discontent with the world actually desired by their parents should ring a bell somewhere. But I...
- Vermont Woodchuck: Here’s a bit written by a Chump. Other URL’s are at the site so more data is there on...
Separation of Church and Snail? (2)
- Hotspur: Well, you’re close. It’s Chris Dodd.
This is why we have illegals. (2)
- Hotspur: Smitty, hope you weren’t hurt when the mower dragged you into the street.