Somebody answer that, will ya?

Fred, you just called me and woke up my sleeping baby daughter presumably to ask for more of my money to give to a guy that's married to a billionaire and that I watched mount the most inexcusably inept and pathetic Presidential campaign imaginable. You people with millions and millions of dollars, some of them mine, couldn't figure out how to beat a half-witted charlatan that had launched this country into a war over nothing -- NOTHING, FRED -- N-O-T-H-I-N-G... NOTHING!!!!!!! The economy was in the shitter, the deficits were off the charts, we had a flu epidemic, the President made a complete and total asshole out of himself on nation-wide television, our soldiers were being blown up all over Iraq and our citizens were getting their heads chopped off on the evening news because of this shitwit and you still managed to let him beat you. Five months later his approval rating is in the 40s Fred, in the 40s and he still beat "my friend" John, and by complicity, you Fred. He beat you and now you ask me for more cash. For what? To do what? What the fuck are you going to do with it? YOU LOST, DON'T YOU REALIZE THAT, FRED?!!!! It's amazing, really, the heights of stupidity that y'all hit. So do me a favor Fred, tell my friend John to take me off his calling list and that the next time he needs money he can go fuck himself and his hagged out wife with a bottle of Heinz 57 sauce.

Sometimes it just feels good to cut loose. (Link corrected.) Courtesy Wonkette.

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