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AUGUST 18, 2011 8:29AM

Perry: Romney Uses Foreign Oil on Hair

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WASHINGTON.  The sniping between potential Republican presidential candidates escalated yesterday with Texas Governor Rick Perry saying that former Mitt Romney's hair style would increase America's dependence on foreign oil, and Romney countering that "I could buy Texas and give Perry San Antonio back in change."


Romney:  "I do not use foreign oil on my hair.  It's blubber from gay baby whales."

Romney was the front-runner for his party's nomination until Perry entered the race last week and immediately vaulted ahead of the former Massachusetts governor, a businessman whose net worth exceeds the gross national product of Upper Volta.  "Competition is good for the party," said Republican Party Chairman Reince Preibus, whose name was formed from a particularly bad hand of Scrabble tiles.  "It is a measure of our diversity that the candidate who's considered the 'safe' choice is the guy who wears weird underwear."


Mormon underwear:  "Dusty Rose" color available in women's sizes only.

If elected, Romney would be the first president since Richard Nixon to use hair cream.  "After Nixon resigned slicked-back hair became associated with a certain slippery quality among voters," noted David Sargent, a professor of political science at Quinnipiac College.  "The Mormons had stockpiled enough Wildroot Cream-Oil in the hills of Utah to last two centuries in case the Anti-Christ had blow-dried hair--like Perry."


Perry: Uses only wind power to groom hair.

Perry is a former "yell leader" at Texas A&M University, a background that places him squarely within the Republican Party tradition of former cheerleader politicians such as Mississippi Senator Trent Lott and President George W. Bush.  "Cheerleaders stand on the sideline and urge the proles on the sports teams on to glory, a metaphor for politicans who back military conflict but avoid service," says Dr. Roger Clarke, a professor of political science at Randolph-Macon College.  "When the jocks get hurt the cheerleaders swoop in and score all the chicks."


"The quarterback's injured--guess I'll have to dance with a male cheerleader."

During his unsuccessful run for the U.S. Senate in 1994 Romney was portrayed as a heartless capitalist by incumbent Senator Ted Kennedy.  "That's unfair," Romney said during a televised debate.  "Whenever we announce a massive layoff on Friday, we take time to reflect and cancel the Saturday baby seal hunt."

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Congratulation on a deserved ED's. You are awarded a hiumanDivine functional tool.

You receive a Free greasy spoon, fork, and barn New Yorkers used manure Pitch Fork.

You also get a bowl of six pounds 'Velveta Goat Cheese artifically colored soft spread.

Con C.. You You get a Gal of 'Nabisco' chocolate flavored Fudge to keep curly hair tamed.

Psychologist sit here 24/7 and call 9-11 when Perry yodel "Praise the Lard and bacon fat.

These CEO stooges are slick as Beelzebub. That old Word still mean they are barn basket scum.

They are Fat Cat Rodent.
They use Moo Cow Flops.
Wear a Amish Yarmulke.

The Voices in there head scare saner humanity. They are easily diagnosable. Kooky Scat Cats.
Call Farmer with Sheep Cheese.
Ask ref: trauma, abuse, Oppression,
and call Dr. Pat who might treat them.
Dr. Pat still carries a black Physician bag.
Google Doc @ Everona Sheep Cheese Asap.
Ego causes insane objectives. What they eat:
Fake cheese. E- Colic powder Lemon Juice,
Madhouse WW2's left Sea Rations, rodent-
scat, and before I forget? Hanes panties itch.
They wear silk underwear, dead whale dung,
Ane they use their duh heads for devil tools.
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Good Morning.
Send then to star @ American Idol.Kerry.con
Huh. Have nice day.
Con C. no use comb.
Thanks for free law.
You bona fide cook.
Youre a hair stylist.
Salon's wiser con.

Use itch fork in court.
You win more cases.
You get case of spam.
Gotta go with Art on this one!

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If you're going with Art, I disclaim any responsibility for where you end up.
“Yell leader.” Is that the homophobic term for male cheerleader they’re using in Texas these days? I can’t wait for these photos to pop up during the campaign.

I’ve got to get some of that Mormon underwear. Maybe then I can save some money on the heating bill this winter.
Real men don't cheer, they yell.
As always, Con, love it, just love it. What hair oil are you using that gives you these supernatural powers?
I used to switch back and forth between Vitalis and Wildroot Creme Oil.

Vitalis had Johnny Unitas going for them, while Wildroot had (if I remember correctly) Fearless Fosdick, the Dick Tracy character.
If Romney's oppo researcher ever thinks to ask the football team about Homecoming Night, it's game over.
Hey, that's not true! The oil I use is from my dad's garage, left over from his days running American Motors. I demand a retraction! (Or a contribution to my campaign.)
Since I lost my virginity to a Mormon girl at age 15, the check is in the mail.
Is that for an Elmer Fudd "wating"?
Huh? Where are we going?
A freight train has no driver.
I vote for blue ribbon piglets.
Thee farmer/lawyers yodels.
Pork a`pound is all time high.
Sell P.U.'s and buy cute hogs.
Grease hog with Con hairdo.
'Vitalis' or 'Wildroot' fudd.
Oh, a `fuddy-duddy fussy?
A atheist prefers hell to a`
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Weird evangelist on Pharm.
RX # Doc/Crap no calm me.
People's nerves go haywire.
Leaders are notoriously ill.
If they are drunk as skunk?
They run after a president.
They yearn to tongue-kiss.
Goofs on antidepressants.
Who tongue-kiss farmers?
Gaud!
I know.
Behave.
I surly must go 'hit thee sack'`
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dream my face id good for:
radio, and my potbelly's fat.
I'll call NPR. Ask for a beer.
Con C. may bail - out of jail.
Nice! It's amazing what candidates say to convince people that they're better than their opponent.
You know, Con...sometimes I check in here just for you...and the giggles I know will come....
Go Romney! Kill a baby seal for Jesus!