Spam (The Product Was Excellent Edition)

Spam I am.

Spam I am.

Being a blogger means two things:

  1. I have never known the touch of a woman
  2. I have to find other sources of income

With that in mind it it time for a visit to the Spam Factory.  Spam Factory not valid where prohibited by law.  Spam Factory valid only in continental United States.  Spam factory…….oh hell.  Why bother.  Time to go back online and check out some webcams.  It’s almost like having human contact!  Human contact not valid where prohibited by law.

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Will you kindly drop me a e-mail?

Look I’ve told you before access to email violates the terms of my parole.

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You’ve never know the touch of a woman either, have you?  And all this time I thought I was the only one.

Louis Vuitton Men writes:

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Like I said I have to find other sources of income.  Just keep it on the down low.  We don’t want the police involved.

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Does your blog feature naked Japanese women?  If so I probably did visit it.

Overnight Bag writes:

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Next time tip the border patrol agents you cheap bastard and your stuff might show up quicker.

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The women will get off on the wrong foot.

Is there nothing the patriarchy won’t destroy?

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Thank you.  You see what happens when you shell out the extra to bribe customs?  You get your shipment faster.  As for the scent:  drug sniffing dogs.  ‘Nuff said.

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In my line of work sometimes you have to break into a place quickly.  These things come in handy.

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I’ve lost some weight so when you met me my backside probably looked smaller than in the selfies I sent you.

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Thank you. I may give up blogging if my other source of income continues to be so profitable.

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The actual length of time between ejaculations.

That would depend on what I’ve been eating. And the porn site.

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Only if it is gluten-free.

Vuitton Crossbody writes:

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I pride myself on the quality of my product.  And I’m glad to see you shelled out the money to bribe customs.  Not like that cheap bastard “Overnight Bag.”

Tn Pas Cher writes:

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Was she Japanese?  Do you have a website?

Nike Free Love writes:

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You already have.  Fortunately I had an extra supply of sheep dip to bathe in to kill those pesky critters.

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Yeah, blame it on the fact that you live in Argentina, not that you’re a cheap bastard who refused to bribe customs.  What the hell is wrong with you?

And so ends this edition of A Visit to the Spam Factory.

Just remember to tip those customs agents. Many have families to support.

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Draft Message From the Internal Revenue Service’s General Counsel

Yeah we lost the email, capish.  Now why don't you behave yourself before something happens to you!

Yeah we lost the emails, Capish. Now why don’t you behave yourself before something happens to you!

Using my god-given investigate skills I was able to obtain a draft of this yet-to-be-released memo to all IRS employees from their lead counsel.  It is my hope that this document will help us make light of the recent scandals involving the organization:

As you may know this has been a rough year for the Internal Revenue Service.  First we were accused of  targeting conservative groups.  This is false. Sort of true. Technically accurate. We put the smack down on them!  And why shouldn’t we have done so?  Frankly these groups who are pro-freedom are a threat to our existence. The sixteenth amendment wasn’t passed just to allow us to stand by and let our power slip from our hands at the urging of certain so-called Tea Party groups. Paying taxes is a sacred duty all Americans must abide by.  Government of the bureaucrat by the bureaucrat and for the bureaucrat means more money for redistribution.  And that is a good thing. 

So the next time you are walking down the street and some right-winger accosts you and says, “Why are you targeting us?” simply reply “I work for the government.  I am not answerable to you!”  Then walk away.  Let the little person wallow in their littleness.

If you are called to testify before congress as to alleged harassment putting the smack down on tea baggers, do not panic.  Remember as long as a Democrat (who can be relied upon to share our faith in redistribution of wealth) is in the White House the press will not pursue the story.  The public will quickly bore of these “phony scandals” and will ask the Republicans to stop their partisan hatred.  (It works every time.)

Secondly, if you are unfortunate enough to have your emails subpoenaed, do not worry.  We have engaged the top I.T. professionals in their field who are hard at work losing your data. 

As I write this Operation “Implausible Story” is in full swing. Under implausible story if and when you are subpoenaed a computer technician will open up your PC, smash the hard drive with a hammer and then close it.  Magically your computer will appear to have crashed.  “These things happen” as Lois Lerner might say.

Not only will your hard drive be wiped out but under the protocols of Implausible Story all backups of your emails on our servers will be erased.

But you may say, “No one will believe that.”  

That’s why all our computers run on Windows 8.  Windows 8 is our “race card” so to speak.  Once Windows 8 is mentioned the committee members you are testifying in front of will have no choice but to throw their hands up and say, “Windows 8?  Why didn’t you say so in the first place.  Now we believe you.”

Note:  It has come to our attention that some employees are still using Windows XP or Window 7. There is no need for concern.  Computer professionals armed with shotguns and scimitars will be visiting all branch offices destroying older equipment.

You know, by God, I actually pity those poor bastards we’re going up against. By God, I do. We’re not just going to shoot the bastards. We’re going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our Prius’s. We’re going to murder those lousy Tea Party bastards by the bushel.

Now, there’s one thing that you men, women and transgendered will be able to say when you get back home, and you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around your fireside (assuming your local municipality hasn’t banned fireplaces) with your gay grandson on your knee, and he asks you, “What did you do in the great moral war against the Tea Party?” you won’t have to say, “Well, I obeyed the Constitution.”

That is all.

Office of the General Counsel of the IRA IRS.

It all makes sense now.

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Manhattan Infidel’s Guide to the World Cup

Booooooooooring!

Booooooooooring!

As anyone who has been kicked out of their favorite bar recently by tons of Eurotrash knows, the so-called “World Cup” is currently being played in the slums of Rio de Janeiro.  (And much thanks to the homeless who graciously agreed to be moved so that the stadiums could be built.) While Manhattan Infidel finds soccer to be about as exciting as masturbating while reading Ladies Home Journal, my duty as a member of the MSM compels me to present the Manhattan Infidel Guide to the World Cup™.

  • What is the World Cup?

The World Cup is an event that happens every four years (or it might be six or eight I really couldn’t give a shit).  It is run by FIFA.

  • What is FIFA?

It is an organization so profoundly corrupt it makes the United Nations envious.

  • I heard that the World Cup is a sporting event.  What game do they play?

There seems to be some confusion at to this.  I hear they play football, though I briefly checked out six minutes of a game (what they call a “match“) and didn’t see one shoulder pad or attractive yet clueless female reporter on the sidelines.  There was no halftime (how am I supposed to hit the can?) nor were there lesbian strippers acting as cheerleaders.  In fact the game, if you can call it that, involved men kicking a round ball across a field until one player came within five feet of another player, allowing both players to collapse on the field faking injuries.

  • I am an American who has many European friends.  I like watching these matches with my friends.

You make me sick you maggot.

  • No seriously.  Europeans are so sophisticated and intelligent, not like Americans who are stupid cowboys.

It looks to me like the best part of you ran down the crack of your mama’s ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress.

  • Are there any special traditions about the World Cup I can participate in?

I’m glad you mentioned that.  There are in fact many time-honored traditions that soccer lovers engage in.

  • Wow!  What are these?  Are they easy to do?  Can I as an American learn how to participate in these time-honored traditions?

Yes  First, wear a “football” jersey such as the one seen here.

This match is so exciting. Do you want to have sex with me?

This match is so exciting. Do you want to have sex with me?

As an added bonus, wearing a “football” jersey also acts a signal that you wish to engage in homosexual activity with an Eastern European.

  • So that’s it?  All I have to do is wear a “football” jersey and engage in homosexual activity?

If only.  There is more to watching the World Cup than that.  You must also consume copious amounts of alcohol, fight with strangers and pass out in a puddle of your own vomit.

  • But I already do that every Saturday night.

Then you’re halfway there.  There is only one thing more that you have to do.

  • I’m listening.  But can you make this quick.  I’m about to have a homosexual encounter with a Croatian.

I’ll try to make this quick, just as the Croatian will say just before he does that thing in your mouth he said he wouldn’t.  You will need to yell racial slurs at any “football” player who isn’t white.

  • Racial slurs?  But I’m a progressive liberal Democrat.  I reserve my racial slurs for the Irish!

That’s a start. But you need to dig deeper. From observing World Cup fans I’ve found that  “Look at the f*cking gorilla on the field” is a good way to break the racial slur ice.

  • Thanks.  You’ve given me so much good advice.  Is there anything else I should know?

Yes. Get the f*ck out of my bar.  I want to watch a baseball game.

And there you have it readers.  Enjoy the World Cup.

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Parenting Tips From New York City First Lady Chirlane De Blasio

I am not Danny Glover!

I am not Danny Glover!

Recently there was no little controversy in New York after the wife of Mayor Warren Wilhelm Jr., (stage name Bill de Blasio), Chirlane McCray, admitted in an interview that she wasn’t always the best parent.

In the interest of fair play I have asked Mrs. Wilhelm Jr., to grace the pages of Manhattan Infidel to provide her side of the story.

MI: Good afternoon Mrs. de Blasio

CDB:  Please, do not call me by my slave name.

MI: I’m sorry.  You’re slave name?

CDB:Yes.  Mrs. de Blasio.  Marriage, and by extension married names serve one purpose:  to perpetuate white power.

MI:  Okay I see.  What do you wish to be called?

CDB:  I prefer my African tribal name of “Wu Tang Clan.”

MI: And what does that mean?

CDB: Danny Glover.

MI: It seems appropriate.  Anyway, let’s talk about your recent interview with New York Magazine.  It was quite frank and honest.  You talk about your mixed feelings over the birth of your daughter.  You say among other things that “I was 40 year old. I had a life.  I couldn’t spend every day with her.  I looked for all kinds of reasons not to do it.”  Is this a fair assessment of your state of mind at the time.

CDB: Definitely.  Like all modern women, well, like all modern intelligent women, and as we know this excludes Republican women, I had a career.  All my emotional needs were met by putting on a pants suit with shoulder pads and working in an office.  I even learned to urinate standing up.

MI: Where’s this going?

CDB: Let me finish.  I had a career. And then I combined my aura with Bill and conceived a child.  This child was born. This mewling, puking shitting thing was demanding my time.  Now like all modern, intelligent women, I could have hired a full-time nanny to do the dirty work like feed her, change her diaper, let her suck her nipple. I also seriously considered a retro-active abortion.

MI: A retro-active abortion?  What is that exactly.

CDB: You take your infant down to the river and throw it in and let it drown.  It’s compassionate and allows a woman to full fill her career needs.

MI: Um, what you’re describing is called “murder.”

CDB: Oh please.  Do not try to change the topic with your patriarchal word play.  It’s bad enough my husband had to stick his missile of destruction inside me but then his man-seed grew inside me.

[Paul Anka enters]

Can't you feel my seed inside you baby can't you feel it growing?

Can’t you feel my seed inside you baby can’t you feel it growing?

PA: What’s that you say?  His seed inside you was growing?

CDB: Yes.  His seed planted inside me I felt it growing.

You're having my baby

You’re having my baby

PA: You’re having his baby/What a lovely way of saying how much you love him/having his baby/what a lovely way of saying what you’re thinking of him/I can see it/face is glowing/I can see it in your eyes I’m happy that you know it.

CDB: I’m a woman in love and I love what’s going through me.

My seed it's growing

My seed it’s growing

PA: Whoa, the seed inside ya, baby, do you feel it growin’?/Are you happy you know it?/That you’re having his baby.

CDB: I’m a woman in love and I love what it’s doin’ to me

PA:  Having his baby.

Thank you.  I'm here all week people.  Remember to tip your waitress and drive home safely

Thank you. I’m here all week people. Remember to tip your waitress and drive home safely

CDB:  I’m a woman in love and I love what’s goin’ through me.

PA: Didn’t have to keep it/Wouldn’t put you through it/You could have swept it from you life/But you wouldn’t do it, no, you wouldn’t do it.

CDB: Actually – 

PA:  Thank you.  I’m here all week people.  Remember to tip your waitress and drive home safely.

[Paul Anka leaves]

MI: What the hell just happened?

CDB:  Oh that always happens every time I use the word “seed” in a sentence.  He pops out of nowhere and starts singing. He’s Canadian you know.

MI: Let’s move along.

CDB:  Don’t tell Paul but that part where he sings “You could have swept it from your life”? Well, I almost did.  Still think about it.  I mean there are so many easy ways to do it.  Drop them in the garbage.  Leave them in oven.  Throw them off your balcony.  This can all be done before you go to work and need not interfere with your career.  You can even do it in a pants suit.

MI:  This interview is over.  

CDB:  Are there any WNBA games on tonight.  I like watching them.  It makes me hearken back to my lesbian youth.

MI:  You’re insane.

CDB: I almost forgot to mention.  Try having your limo driver take the baby upstate and bury it.  That works sometimes.  You have to pay them extra but it’s worth it.

MI: Goodbye.

I suppose it could be worse.  Her husband could have been elected in a landslide and now feels like he can do anything he wants like ban carriage rides in Central Park.  Ah f*ck………..

 

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Manhattan Infidel Proves that God Exists

Yes I exist and Manhattan Infidel will now prove it.

Yes I exist and Manhattan Infidel will now prove it.

Being a blogger I make it a point to concern myself with questions such as does God exist?  Can his existence be proven or inferred?  Did the delivery boy urinate in my Pepsi? I’ve bought this woman four drinks.  Why hasn’t she agreed to sleep with me?

Today I will concern myself with the question of God’s existence.  I will prove that God exists, and I shall show that popular supermodel Kate Upton is in fact God.

The Argument of the Unmoved Mover 

It is certain and evident to our senses that certain things are in motion.  Now whatever is in motion is put in motion by another.  It is therefore impossible that in the same respect and in the same way a thing should be both mover and moved, i.e. that it should move itself. Therefore, whatever is in motion must be put in motion by another. If that by which it is put in motion be itself put in motion, then this also must needs be put in motion by another, and that by another again. But this cannot go on to infinity, because then there would be no first mover. The first mover would be the most excellent and powerful.  Pure essence. And this first mover is Kate Upton’s breasts.

Look at my breasts and believe!

Look at my breasts and believe!

The Argument of the First Cause

It is apparent that some things are caused.  Everything that is caused is caused by something else.  There is no case known (neither is it, indeed, possible) in which a thing is found to be the efficient cause of itself; for so it would be prior to itself.   Now to take away the cause is to take away the effect.  There must be a first cause.  An uncaused cause of all that is caused.  This uncaused cause will be most perfect and responsible for all other causes. And this first cause is Kate Upton’s breasts.

Look at my breasts and believe

Look at my breasts and believe

The Argument of Contingency

The third way is taken from possibility and necessity. We find in nature things that are possible to be and not to be.  But much like my hairline, it is impossible for these always to exist,  for that which is possible not to be at some time is not.  I will use Ben Affleck as an example of contingency.  He exists.  But it is not necessary that he exists.  Indeed, anyone who has seen Gigli or Daredevil will find himself asking, “If it is possible for Ben Affleck not to exist, please make it soon.”  Not all things are possible but there must exist something the existence of which is truly necessary.  And this necessary cause is Kate Upton’s breasts.

Look at my breasts and believe

Look at my breasts and believe

The Argument from Degree

The fourth way is taken from the gradation to be found in things. Among beings there are some more and some less good, true, noble and the like.  In order from the less good to the most good I will use the following:  

  • Zeppo Marx – obviously a lesser good. A very very very lesser good.  Probably not necessary at all.
  • The last four years of the X Files –   A lesser good but no Zeppo Marx.  Semi-necessary since I currently use DVDs of the last four years of the X Files as a paperweight.
  • Paul McCartney and Wings –  Cannot be used as a paperweight but Junior’s Farm rocked.
  • MacGyver –  Yes, a fictional character. But also good, true and noble.  If MacGyver had been stranded on Gilligan’s island he would have found a way to rescue the castaways.

And finally, the summit of existence, the most true and noble and necessary.  And this is Kate Upton’s breasts.

Look at my breasts and believe

Look at my breasts and believe

The Argument from Design

All natural bodies follow laws of conduct.  Laws of conduct are characteristic of intelligence.   Therefore there exists an intelligent being that created the laws for all natural bodies.  A benevolent intelligent being who wants us to be happy.  And this benevolent intelligent being is Kate Upton’s breasts.

Look at my breasts and believe

Look at my breasts and believe

So readers, look at Kate Upton’s breasts.  And believe.

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The Gospel of Barack Obama According to Chris Matthews (Part XXI)

And Barack shineth in the darkness

And Barack shineth in the darkness

After this, Barack showed himself again to his disciples in the MSM at Martha’s Vineyard. And he shewed himself after this manner.

There were together Joe Biden, and Bob Schieffer and two others of his disciples.

Joe Biden saith to them:  I go a fishing, as soon as I put on my protective helmet so I don’t injure myself.

They say to him:  This is a recipe for trouble.  Put on your water wings!  

And they went forth, and entered into the ship: and they caught nothing, except for Joe Biden who caught a cold.

But when the morning was come, Barack stood on the shore, for the sea levels were receding: yet his disciples knew not that it was Barack.

Barack therefore said to them:  Dependents of the Federal government, have you any meat? They answered him:  No!  We are all vegans.

He saith to them:  Come on.  Not even some hot dogs? But don’t tell Michelle I eat meat.

The disciple therefore whom Barack loved, said to Joe Biden:  It is the Constitutional Scholar.  

Biden, when he heard that it was the Constitutional Scholar, girt his underwear about him, (for he was naked) and cast himself into the sea.  Fortunately his water wings kept him afloat.

But the other disciples came in the ship.

As soon as they came to land, they saw a barbecue pit.

Barack saith to them:  Don’t tell the EPA about this barbecue pit which as we all know will lead to more global warming.

Joe Biden went up, and ate a few hamburgers that were on the barbecue pit.

Barack saith to them:  Come and eat.  Did anyone bring hot sauce or chips?

And Barack cometh and taketh chips, and giveth them.

This is now the third time that Barack was manifested to his disciples in the MSM, after he was risen from the polls.

When therefore they had eaten all the ribs, Barack saith to Biden:  Joe, lovest thou me more than these?

He saith to him:  Yea, constitutional scholar, thou knowest it is a big f*cking deal.

He saith to him:  Don’t tell Michelle I like barbecue food.

He saith to him again:  Joe, lovest thou me?

He saith to him:  Yea, Constitutional Scholar, thou knowest I love thee.

He saith to him:  Don’t tell Michelle I have barbecue sauce all over my hands.

He said to him a third time:  Joe, lovest thou me?

Joe was grieved, because he had said to him the third time:  Lovest thou me?

And he said to him:  Constitutional Scholar, thou knowest all things:  thou knowest that I love thee.  But I’ll have to divorce my wife first before we marry.

He said to him:  Don’t tell Michelle that I entered myself in the July 4th hot dog eating contest at Coney Island.

Amen, amen I say to thee, when thou wast younger, thou didst have natural hair.

But when thou shalt be old, thou shalt have hair plugs.

And this he said, while wolfing down ribs.

Joe Biden, turning about, saw the disciple whom Barack loved following, who also leaned on his breast at supper, and said:  Constitutional Scholar, who is he that shall betray thee?

Barack saith to him:  So I will have him to remain until I come, what is it to thee?

This is the disciple who giveth testimony of these things, and hath written these things and we know that his testimony is true, for he is on television.

But there are also many other things which Barack did; which, if Bill Ayers were to write every one, the world itself, I think, would not be able to contain the books that should be written.

The End

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John Kerry Calls for Two State Solution to Dakota Conflict

Each Dakota must recognize the right of the other to exist

Each Dakota must recognize the right of the other to exist

Secretary of State John Kerry called today for a “peaceful two-state” solution to the simmering conflict between North Dakota and South Dakota.

“For years the world has looked on with horror as North Dakota and South Dakota have fought each other” declared Kerry.

This must stop.  There must be peace between the two nations.  North Dakota must recognize the right of South Dakota to exist.  South Dakota in turn must let North Dakotans who wish to relocate in South Dakota.  If South Dakota does not do this it will be in danger of being an apartheid state.

Kerry made his controversial remarks at a closed-door meeting of world leaders including Angela Merkel, David Cameron, Francois Hollande and Jay-Z.

Traditionally the United States has been a firm ally of South Dakota.  We have stood by it shoulder to shoulder as it struggled to survive against its many enemies.  Yet our friendship is not without conditions. America has always prided itself on its diversity and openness.  If South Dakota continues to deny North Dakotans access to their country we in the administration would look askance at that.

Kerry’s comments drew fire from many, including the governor of South Dakota, Dennis Daugaard.

I must take exception to Secretary Kerry’s comments.  South Dakota has always been a vibrant democracy with equal rights for all its citizens.  Well except for the Irish of course.

Because of the controversy surrounding his comments, Secretary Kerry has walked back his comments regarding South Dakota.

If I could rewind the tape I would have chosen a different word to describe my firm belief that the only way in the long term to have  two nations and two peoples living side by side in peace and security is through a two state solution.  I do not consider South Dakota an apartheid state.  Anyone who knows me, like Grandpa, my wife Lilly and my son Eddie know this.

Governor Daugaard has also said that he personally has no problem with North Dakotans.

It’s not like they are from Nebraska.  Now Nebraskans are bastards.  I hate them and want them all dead.   They are always coming over the border.  If I could drop a nuke on Nebraska I would.

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Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News Breaking News  Breaking News Breaking News

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Troops from South Dakota have crossed the border into Nebraska.

“Nebraska is ours” said governor Dauggard.  “We are doing this for our safety and security.”

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Workout Like Obama!

Feel the burn!

Feel the burn!

Like all bloggers I have an extensive workout regimen.  Up at the crack of dawn for a ten-mile jog.  Then a 20-mile bike run.  Then I head to the gym for some weight-lifting.

Okay, so all that was a lie.  It’s from my eHarmony profile.  It impresses women.

Recently our Commander-in-Chief was photographed in Poland working out in the hotel gym. Not since John Kennedy had six naked women in the White House pool has a president extended his body like this.  As a member of the MSM I vowed not to rest until I could get a copy of President Obama’s workout regimen for my readers.  Well, after spending the weekend burning the phone lines I now give you, my loyal readers, a copy of Obama’s workout.

1.  Push ups

The Obama workout routine starts with the President doing push ups.

“We have the President do five push ups” said his personal trainer.

Why only five I asked?

Well we tried to get the President to do ten push ups.  He tried it but collapsed after the eighth.  He told me that it made his arms hurt.  “I need my arms to sign executive orders bypassing the white man’s constitution” he told me.  I then said maybe he could do two sets of five.  He told me that five push ups was the maximum anyone should do.  “The science is settled” he said.

2.  Weight lifting

After doing five push ups President Obama goes straight for the weights.

“He does curls with ten pound weights” according to his trainer.

He does this for about three minutes, or until he breaks into a sweat, whichever comes first.  It’s really quite amazing watching the leader of the free world do this. He likes to shout.  Usually he says something like, “I am the leader of the free world. Putin can’t touch this” or “This is what a real man looks like!”  That is until he runs out of breath.  Then he sits down and we give him oxygen.  Or some times he lies down.  “I’m just redistributing the flow of oxygen to my head” he says.

3.  Oxygen breathing

President Obama usually ends his extensive workout by hooking himself up to an oxygen tank while doctors restart his heart.

We had a few close calls.  Once his heart stopped and we didn’t even know he was dead.  It wasn’t until the dog started to eat his foot that we knew something was wrong.

After that close call it was decided that President Obama should always wear a heart monitor.

We now have three doctors standing by monitoring the readouts.  None of us want the President to die. So we attach the monitor to his chest before he starts his workout.  It’s necessary I just wish the President wouldn’t start giggling like a girl every time we attach it.

And there you have it readers.  May we all test our bodies like our President.  Feel the burn!

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Interpretive Dance? F*ck Yeah!

No real bullets were used in today's interpretative dance session

No real bullets were used in today’s interpretive dance session

After watching the 70th anniversary of D-Day and the infamous interpretive dance of the event it got me to thinking.  Why this prejudice against the fine art of interpretive dance? The sight of hundreds of professional dancers pretending to land at Normandy and dodging fake bullets was profoundly moving.  In fact, I, the Manhattan Infidel, hasn’t been so profoundly moved since the the last time I accidentally overdosed on laxatives.

Anyway, what was I talking about?  Oh yeah.  The glory of interpretative dance.  Why not use it to celebrate every major event in our history?  With that in mind I’d like to provide a few examples of what History Through Interpretive Dance™ might look like.

President Kennedy’s assassination

First Announcer: Welcome to the anniversary celebration of President Kennedy’s assassination.  The crowd is gathered in anticipation of today’s ceremony.  The highlight will be an interpretive dance of the event.

Second Announcer: Indeed.  As you know they spent lots of time and money on the prosthetic head that the actor playing President Kennedy will wear.

First Announcer:  It’s simple professionalism.  And here comes the limo now  I can see the actor playing President Kennedy.

Second Announcer: And there is the actor portraying Lee Harvey Oswald.  He is lifting his imaginary rifle, or I should say, interpretating holding a rifle.

First Announcer: And he’s pretending to shoot!

Second Announcer: The actor playing Kennedy is slumping forward.  

First Announcer: And there goes the prosthetic. Look at that spray!

Second Announcer: It’s a miracle of Hollywood.  It really looks like brain matter.

First Announcer: I don’t know how they do it.

Second Announcer: I’ve been told they used a combination of string cheese, hamburger and Sriracha sauce.

First Announcer: And look at the actress portraying Jackie.  She really looks like she’s trying to pick her husband’s brains off the trunk of the car.

Second Announce: She must be a method actress.

Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinksy

First Announcer: Welcome to the interpretative dance commemoration of MonicaGate.  And here come the two actors now.

Second Announcer: Wow. The actor portraying Bill Clinton really looks horny.  Just look at the way he keeps motioning to his groin.

First Announcer: And down come the pants.  In slow motion.  

Second Announcer: Obviously they are taking some artistic license here. 

First Announcer: True.  I doubt in the original event the pants took so long to come down.

Second Announcer: The actress portraying Monica is accepting a cigar from Clinton.

First Announcer: I wonder if they are using a real cigar.

Second Announcer: I don’t know.  But it sure looks real.  Kudos to the prop department.

First Announcer: Now she’s on her knees.

Second Announcer: The crowd loves it.  They are chanting, “Suck!  Suck!  Suck!”

First Announcer: Do you know what they will be using to simulate the stain on the blue dress?

Second Announcer:  I believe they are using hair conditioner mixed with soap.

First Announcer: Really?

Second Announcer: It’s for the sake of viscosity.

First Announcer:  And now he’s telling her that he’ll give her a call.

Second Announcer:  She looks like she’s buying it.

First Announcer:  Well he’s the President.   Why wouldn’t she?

Second Announcer:  And here comes the actress portraying Hillary.  

First Announcer:  She looks angry.  But not with Bill.  She’s angry at Monica.

Second Announcer:  Well, Hillary is a feminist and as such has to stand by her man.

I for one would like to see more historical events portrayed through the majesty and glory of interpretative dance.

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Elephant Man Hired by CNN

I am not an animal!  I am a help desk technician!

I am not an animal! I work for CNN!

John Merrick, best known as the so-called “Elephant Man” was hired hired by the CNN cable network.

“CNN is proud of its history of tolerance and inclusion” said CNN’s head of Human Resources.

We hired blacks back in the 1980s, way before it became fashionable.  We have hired women like Erin Burnett. We have hired homosexuals like Anderson Cooper. The next logical step was to hire a severely disfigured bad ass ugly son of a bitch. Nikki Sixx was unavailable but we lucked into Merrick. CNN is proud to smash the stereotype that says you have to be good looking to work in television. Now if we can only find a severely disfigured homosexual.  We’ve talked to Anderson Cooper about maybe crashing his car into a wall or being hit with a ton of bricks but so far he’s reluctant to do it.  No worries.  We’ll continue working on him.

Merrick’s new program, “Politics with the Elephant Man” debuted to solid ratings, though the first show was not without its share of glitches.

“Naturally he requires a lot of makeup.  Lots of makeup” said a person affiliated with the show.

He kept asking if this makeup would bring out his “good side.”  Naturally I assumed he was joking so I said “You don’t have a good side you freak!”  He took that pretty badly.  I was just joking but he started to cry and said, “I must have been a great disappointment to my mother.”  Great. So we have an ugly freak who’s a momma’s boy.  He better get good ratings.

In addition to his backstage makeup problems, Merrick also had difficulty with his microphone during his show.

The damn thing kept popping out of his ear.  I think it was his ear.  But whatever I stuck it in it kept popping out.  This is live television and it’s just awkward for the host to look into the camera and say “My earpiece popped out.  I can’t hear anything.”

There was also an embarrassing moment during the “Point-Counterpoint” segment when a guest disagreed with Merrick and called him “A damn animal!”

A stunned Merrick started to cry and shouted “I am not an animal! I am a human being! “

Perhaps because of the problems with the first show, Politics with the Elephant Man  has been put on haitus while the kinks are worked out.

The first thing we are going to do is rename the show. The title Politics with the Elephant Man just confused people.  They thought it was a Republican show or perhaps a show hosted by Timothy Olyphant, who is neither a homosexual nor disfigured and as such not what we are looking for.  If we can’t retool the show we can continue working on Anderson Cooper.

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Popular homosexual and CNN anchor Anderson Cooper has been severely disfigured after his car crashed into a wall.  Eyewitnesses report that the car appeared to be out of control and Cooper could be heard screaming “Someone has tampered with the brakes!” before the crash.

After the crash Cooper got out of the car and appeared to be unhurt.  It was at this point that several burly men wearing “CNN” windbreakers started pummeling Cooper with bricks.

“Strangest thing I’ve ever seen” said a witness.

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