Nancy Pelosi is giving up her gavel

Oh, no.. not you again

 

Just trying to help brother. Shine the light of truth in the proper direction for those that will look (I didn't mean you of course).

 

I think your "light of truth" amounts to no more than a dim 25-watt bulb. That's unplugged. And broken.

 

Well, first removing one's head from the sand would be the ideal way to see if there is actually any light. That would leave you out most likely.

 

I could be blind, standing in a cave on the dark side of the moon at midnight and STILL see that you're utterly clueless.

 

Clueless about how people like you survived childhood.

 

**YAWN** I know, how DID I survive childhood without sucking on the government's teet and not having universal healtchare? Oh, that's right, I had parents who worked and paid for everything we got. And instilled the same ideals in me.

 

Ahhh yes. The forever familiar wealthy fortunes (or inheritances) so common throughout the republican base.

 

Statements like this remind me just how ignorant you are.

 

You must mean "how accurate I am".

 

I think it's way past your bedtime. You'll feel better in the morning.

 

Yeah...until I run into you again.

 

Oh, that hurts! You've cut me to the quick. And I thought you loved me.

 

I do love you. I'm sorry. You can't help how you were brought up. Being born into money and all. Must have sucked for you.

 

If you really do love me, you'll have to buy me roses next time... or at least a box of candy. I'm not easy, you know.

 

Oh you're easy for sure. Simplistic would be more accurate. Don't you think the wealthy one should buy the gifts? (That would be you)

 

But, you said you'd buy them for me on your Food Stamps. Then we can go back to your Democratic compound on Hyannis Port and eat them after we get liquored up and take a ride on your yacht. Are you able to transfer any of your money from your offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands at this time of night? I get hungry after a night of partying and boozing, you know....

 

Can't we just borrow one of your daddy's boats (filled with champagne) to go partying in? Why do you keep your accounts in the Cayman's? Did daddy tell you to hide them there?

 

Only if my daddy was Ted Kennedy. It worked for him.

 

It works for all rich egomaniacs. It'll work for you too.