Daily Archives: June 11, 2009

Sarah Barra-crude-ah!!!


Palin Defends Natural Gas Pipeline

After listening to Sarah Palin pontificate recently on the progress of Alaska’s proposed natural gas pipeline, we could not help but remember her “Drill Bay Drill” days. Those memories in turn, inspired this nostalgic song parody.

Please click on the song link below, so as to enhance your sing along fun.

Life In The Fast Lane song link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kf51M3govXY


(sung to the Eagles song “Life In The Fast Lane”)

Todd was a school dropout man, he was brain dead and then some
And Sarah was not really witty
They both hooked up and thought they looked so handsome
In the heart of Wasilla city
She had a nasty reputation and he was “First Dude”
The Palins were ruthless when it came to crude
They had one thing in common
With old Uncle Jed

She said, “Drill Baby Drill”
Till Mother Nature’s dead

Pipe in the gasoline
Sarah likes to wail and whine
Pipe in the gasoline

Are you with me so far?

The plan needed action, so said the dame
A bigger attraction than old John McCain
She called on Joe The Plumber
But she needed more pull
So she called on Joe Sixpack
Did the lipsticked pitbull
Those pipe-lines on the landscape, could seal her fate
So long as she had her cronies spreading politics of hate

The Palin fan base is not very bright
They are all old, straight and male and all of them are white, don’t doubt it

Pipe in the gasoline
Sarah likes to wail and whine
Pipe in the gasoline
Pipe in the gasoline
Oil revenue is fine
Pipe in the gasoline

(musical interlude)

Drilling and boring, blinded by thirst
She couldn’t handle Gibson
Katie Couric was worse
She said, listen people, don’t you know I’m “mavericky”?
I can see Russia from my house, even Tina Fey agrees
Mac said, call Rush Limbaugh, I think we’re gonna crash

The polls are heading downward and we need some instant cash
They were lookin’ for some leeway
The election was lost
She didn’t care there was oil ‘neath that permafrost, so it was

Pipe in the gasoline
Sarah likes to wail and whine
Pipe in the gasoline
Pipe in the gasoline
Oil revenue is fine
Pipe in the gasoline

Pipe in the gasoline
Pipe in the gasoline

Newt Gin(grinch)


It looks more and more like Newt Gingrich will join the field of G.O.P. contestants for the 2012 Presidential election. “Contestants”, truly is the operative word. The potential group of Republican characters seeking the party’s nomination resembles a hastily assembled cast of has-been celebrities and relative unknowns for a newly developed reality tv series. Perhaps they will name it, Who Wants To Be The Losing Elephant ?

The bucket list seems to presently include Mitt(wit) Romney, Mike Huckabee Hound, Bobby Jindal(bells), Tim (Good ‘n) Pawlenty, Sarah (Baked Alaska) Palin and Mark Sanford (and Son). By the way wouldn’t you just love the idea of a President Sanford taking the stage, not with Hail to The Chief playing in the background but rather, the theme to Sanford and Son. Doo Doo Doo Doo, Doo Doo Doo Doo do do do…   Ahh, but we digress.

Inasmuch as it was Newt Gingrich that was the keynote speaker at this week’s House/Senate Republican fundraising dinner, he must also now be considered a potential 2012 nominee. What with his recent “she is a racist” “oh, wait a minute, no she is not a racist” flip-flop regarding Supreme Court nominee, Sonia Sotomayor, however, he too is now somewhat of a joke. Alas, he too deserves a nickname. How about Newt Gin(grinch)?

If any of you readers have any other suggestions for nicknames for any of the potential Republican candidates, we would love to hear them. Please leave your contributions in the comment section of this post.

And here is the aptly entitled song parody of the day…

Please remember to click on the song link below before reading the lyrics because it is so much more fun to sing along while the actual song is playing.

You’re A Mean One Mr. Grinch song link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MPBS7dVrE1U


(sung to the Dr. Seuss song “The Grinch That Stole Christmas”)

You’re a has-been, Newt Gingrich
You’re lacking in appeal
Your were ousted as The Speaker
No one wants to hear you squeal
Newt Gingrich

You’re a unicycle
Without even one wheel

You’ve had three wives, Newt Gingrich
A mistress in the hole
Philandering’s your day job
You’re a slimy ugly troll
Newt Gingich

These woman that like you, must
Be on work release or parole

You’re a vile one, Newt Gingrich
Your words reek with rancid bile
Your criticism of Bill Clinton
As you’re cheating all the while
Newt Gingrich

There couldn’t be a bigger hypocrite
Within a Midwest country mile

You’re a foul one, Newt Gingrich
Your first divorce smelled of skunk
Your wife, Jackie fighting cancer
You told her she was junk
Newt Gingrich

The nicest words to describe you,
Are, as follows, and I quote, Pink. Wank, Punk

You’re a coward, Newt Gingrich
Avoided your army spot
Deferment-seeking chicken-hawk
That likes to talk real tough
Newt Gingrich

Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing
With the most disgraceful assortment of Republican
Sound-bytes imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots

You’re the racist, Newt Gingrich
It’s not Judge Sotomayor
You play the race card as a white guy
That’s so laughable I’m sure
Newt Gingrich

You’re a stinking pile of vomit
Sitting in the sun
With feces on top