Showing posts with label Parodies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parodies. Show all posts
04 August 2009
Why so serious?
5:42 PM
Fans of His Beatitude are upset over this:

The poor dears.
One fan wants us to know it is Batman, not the Joker who is the socialist. After all, the Joker is really some sort of anarchist, while Batman, according to this O-fan, is the one "who champions the cause of the people and believes in a society where everyone works together for the common good. I mean he’s basically Leon Trotsky in a cape and cow." Funny, I thought of Batman as a libertarian, trying to free Gotham from those who wish to keep it in subjection. In both of the most recent Batman movies, Batman's nemeses are not capitalists, but thieves -- kind of like, well, socialists.
Too bad all these people are offended. His recent predecessor had to endure it too:

And endure it

and endure it,

and endure it,

etc, etc, etc. Blah, blah, blah.
But note: Those who applauded when it was Bush being unfavorably caricatured have no business complaining now that it's their man. And those who cried foul when it was Bush have no business cheering now.

The poor dears.
One fan wants us to know it is Batman, not the Joker who is the socialist. After all, the Joker is really some sort of anarchist, while Batman, according to this O-fan, is the one "who champions the cause of the people and believes in a society where everyone works together for the common good. I mean he’s basically Leon Trotsky in a cape and cow." Funny, I thought of Batman as a libertarian, trying to free Gotham from those who wish to keep it in subjection. In both of the most recent Batman movies, Batman's nemeses are not capitalists, but thieves -- kind of like, well, socialists.
Too bad all these people are offended. His recent predecessor had to endure it too:

And endure it

and endure it,

and endure it,

etc, etc, etc. Blah, blah, blah.
But note: Those who applauded when it was Bush being unfavorably caricatured have no business complaining now that it's their man. And those who cried foul when it was Bush have no business cheering now.
H/T: Anchoress , Michelle Malkin
27 July 2009
Pelosi Drives America, or the other way around?
12:17 PM
I know it's been going around a while, but it is funny. And I'm still just goofing off.
As a bonus, here's an announcement from His Beatitude's teleprompter:
As a bonus, here's an announcement from His Beatitude's teleprompter:
03 November 2008
'Twas the night before elections
7:56 PM
I have no idea who the author of this is, but it was emailed to me and I found it refreshingly amusing, tired beyond belief of the campaign season.
'Twas the night before electionsCaveat lector: Technically, Obama is not a socialist since he doesn't advocate government ownership of the means of production. But he doesn't need to be a socialist. He doesn't need to advocate government ownership of the means of production as long as what is produced will be distributed at will by the government. And it is, and shall be.
And all through the town
Tempers were flaring
Emotions all up and down!
I, in my bathrobe
With a cat in my lap
Had cut off the TV
Tired of political crap.
When all of a sudden
There arose such a noise
I peered out of my window
Saw Obama and his boys
They had come for my wallet
They wanted my pay
To give to the others
Who had not worked a day!
He snatched up my money
And quick as a wink
Jumped back on his bandwagon
As I gagged from the stink
He then rallied his henchmen
Who were pulling his cart
I could tell they were out
To tear my country apart!
'On Fannie, on Freddie,
On Biden and Ayers!
On Acorn, On Pelosi'
He screamed at the pairs!
They took off for his cause
And as he flew out of sight
I heard him laugh at the nation
Who wouldn't stand up and fight!
So I leave you to think
On this one final note-
If you don't want socialism
Get out and vote!!!!
19 July 2007
Blog Star?
5:45 AM
I was talking to an acquaintance at church on Sunday about why people blog. We all have our reasons. Mine? I was encouraged to do so by a friend. I keep doing it because it's fun, it keeps me reading and thinking, and every now and then I get an email or a comment that encourages more thought. I like that sort of thing. And I don't get out much.
On the way home from church I heard Nickleback's "Rockstar" and the idea for this parody came immediately to mind.
BLOG STAR
(Roughly to the tune of Nickleback’s “Rockstar”. Caution: The meter is very tricky in some places.)
I’m through with hanging on the line
for shows I’ll never get on
It’s like the stupid lottery
that I’m never gonna win
My job hasn’t always been
What I’d like it to be
(Tell me whatcha want.)
I wanna drop this hammer
Buy a pimped laptop
And big fat chair that I could live in
And enough TVs to watch
All the news at once
(So whatcha need?)
I’ll need a satellite dish and tivo with it
No. Direct TV. Yeah the sky’s the limit.
Gonna quit my job and
blog full-time like Captain Ed
(Been there. Done that.)
I want to get email from Carol Liebau
And my blog linked on Carter’s blogroll
Getting tons of hits and links
Twenty-four hours a day
(So how ya gonna do it?)
I’m gonna trade this life
for the Ecosystem
Join some alliance,
Try to keep up with ‘em
‘Cause you know I just wanna be a big blog star
Read by Hannity and Hewitt and Ingraham
Even Rush Limbaugh’s gonna know who I am
That brainy hot chick who pissed the godless off
Will have my name on her lips as she falls asleep
And she’ll have sweet dreams about marrying me
Even dear old mom’s gonna read my blog
Tell all her snobby friends who said I’d never go far
And I’ll –
Hey hey I wanna be a blog star
Hey hey I wanna be a blog star
I wanna be like Steyn but without the accent
(Or maybe just like Lileks with all that sarcasm)
Write a couple cheesy books
And I can have them published here
(I like this one for the jacket photo.)
I can parley my blog
Into a talk show gig
Get a daytime slot on a blowtorch station
Gonna sit in for Limbaugh
When Williams can’t do it himself
(So how ya gonna do it?)
I’m gonna trade this life
for the Ecosystem
Join some alliance,
Try to keep up with ‘em
‘Cause you know I just wanna be a big blog star
Read by Hannity and Hewitt and Ingraham
Even Rush Limbaugh’s gonna know who I am
That brainy hot chick who pissed the godless off
Will have my name on her lips as she falls asleep
And she’ll have sweet dreams about marrying me
Even dear old mom’s gonna read my blog
Tell all her snobby friends who said I’d never go far
And I’ll hob-knob with the Higher Beings
I’ll settle for a ranking right behind Michelle Malkin
It won’t make me any money but it’s fun a while
And everyone will have me on all their blogrolls
Well, hey hey I wanna be a blog star
I’m gonna write those posts
That offend the liberals
Gonna choose my words
To piss off the Europeans
I'll get brown-nosing students
Writing all my posts
Put my name to them all
(You know the Instapundit does)
Well you know I just wanna be a big blog star
Read by Hannity and Hewitt and Ingraham
Even Rush Limbaugh’s gonna know who I am
That brainy hot chick who pissed the godless off
Will have my name on her lips as she falls asleep
And she’ll have sweet dreams about marrying me
Even dear old mom’s gonna read my blog
Tell all her snobby friends who said I’d never go far
And I’ll hob-knob with the Higher Beings
I’ll settle for a ranking right behind Michelle Malkin
It won’t make me any money but it’s fun a while
And everyone will have me on all their blogrolls
Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a blog star
Hey hey I wanna be a blog star
On the way home from church I heard Nickleback's "Rockstar" and the idea for this parody came immediately to mind.
BLOG STAR
(Roughly to the tune of Nickleback’s “Rockstar”. Caution: The meter is very tricky in some places.)
I’m through with hanging on the line
for shows I’ll never get on
It’s like the stupid lottery
that I’m never gonna win
My job hasn’t always been
What I’d like it to be
(Tell me whatcha want.)
I wanna drop this hammer
Buy a pimped laptop
And big fat chair that I could live in
And enough TVs to watch
All the news at once
(So whatcha need?)
I’ll need a satellite dish and tivo with it
No. Direct TV. Yeah the sky’s the limit.
Gonna quit my job and
blog full-time like Captain Ed
(Been there. Done that.)
I want to get email from Carol Liebau
And my blog linked on Carter’s blogroll
Getting tons of hits and links
Twenty-four hours a day
(So how ya gonna do it?)
I’m gonna trade this life
for the Ecosystem
Join some alliance,
Try to keep up with ‘em
‘Cause you know I just wanna be a big blog star
Read by Hannity and Hewitt and Ingraham
Even Rush Limbaugh’s gonna know who I am
That brainy hot chick who pissed the godless off
Will have my name on her lips as she falls asleep
And she’ll have sweet dreams about marrying me
Even dear old mom’s gonna read my blog
Tell all her snobby friends who said I’d never go far
And I’ll –
Hey hey I wanna be a blog star
Hey hey I wanna be a blog star
I wanna be like Steyn but without the accent
(Or maybe just like Lileks with all that sarcasm)
Write a couple cheesy books
And I can have them published here
(I like this one for the jacket photo.)
I can parley my blog
Into a talk show gig
Get a daytime slot on a blowtorch station
Gonna sit in for Limbaugh
When Williams can’t do it himself
(So how ya gonna do it?)
I’m gonna trade this life
for the Ecosystem
Join some alliance,
Try to keep up with ‘em
‘Cause you know I just wanna be a big blog star
Read by Hannity and Hewitt and Ingraham
Even Rush Limbaugh’s gonna know who I am
That brainy hot chick who pissed the godless off
Will have my name on her lips as she falls asleep
And she’ll have sweet dreams about marrying me
Even dear old mom’s gonna read my blog
Tell all her snobby friends who said I’d never go far
And I’ll hob-knob with the Higher Beings
I’ll settle for a ranking right behind Michelle Malkin
It won’t make me any money but it’s fun a while
And everyone will have me on all their blogrolls
Well, hey hey I wanna be a blog star
I’m gonna write those posts
That offend the liberals
Gonna choose my words
To piss off the Europeans
I'll get brown-nosing students
Writing all my posts
Put my name to them all
(You know the Instapundit does)
Well you know I just wanna be a big blog star
Read by Hannity and Hewitt and Ingraham
Even Rush Limbaugh’s gonna know who I am
That brainy hot chick who pissed the godless off
Will have my name on her lips as she falls asleep
And she’ll have sweet dreams about marrying me
Even dear old mom’s gonna read my blog
Tell all her snobby friends who said I’d never go far
And I’ll hob-knob with the Higher Beings
I’ll settle for a ranking right behind Michelle Malkin
It won’t make me any money but it’s fun a while
And everyone will have me on all their blogrolls
Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a blog star
Hey hey I wanna be a blog star
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- Former soldier (USA). Graduate-level educated. Married 26 years. Texas ex-patriate. Ruling elder in the Presbyterian Church in America.
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