Hyperbowl

I remember in high school English class learning about the principles of literature and writing. Our teacher-drone mumbled on and on about alliteration, denouement, foreshadowing and such, but it wasn't until he mentioned hyperbole that he had my attention.

I dismissed most of his benign boring bunk as baloney and anything he said in class was clearly a violation of the quiet time I spent studying the small curves in the neck of the blonde girl in front of me. However, when he mentioned hyperbole, this method of stretching the truth of a reality to induce interest had my interest.

Hyperbole, our teacher called it hyper-bowl for effect, is not limited to literature of course, and has become part of the daily verbal diet of our politicians. As a matter of fact, if you look up hyperbole in the dictionary, instead of finding words to describe it in succinct detail, you should find a photograph of Nancy Pelosi.

This louse, this lousy politician, this viral leech on the shared public nipple is the epitome of hyperbole. Her latest incantation that the GOP plan to cut spending is a "war on women" is the most ludicrous and utterly contemptible thing she has spit from her wrinkled up cake hole in a fine, long time.

If you listen to these Democrats, you will hear no rebuttal to the speaking of truth to power by the Republicans. They have no way to defend the outrageous and unsustainable spending that they have been endorsing for years, so they try to spin their way out of it with inflammatory statements as above. It is disgusting.

And now, some other jerkoff is claiming that a government shutdown is the equivalent of bombing civilians. Pardon me for a moment while I breathe deeply to avoid a stroke. I guess ripping a living child from the womb of a mother using taxpayer money is nothing like the "not really" bombing of civilians in the Democrat mind.

These fools, and I do not absolve Republicans of their part in it, have spent every last dime of our money times 10,000 on every pet and social project they could construct. It is time to stop the spending. It is time to stop the spending. It is time to stop the spending. Don't you overpaid and underworked slapdick motherfuckers understand that we are broke? We are fucking broke? We don't have any more motherfucking whore-banging money you psychopathic, child-killing shitbuckets! Don't you fucking get it? The checkbook has been balanced and there is a big ol' blinking, no, not blinking, a motherfucking radioactively glowing MINUS sign at the bottom of the register!!!! You don't have to be an economical genius to figure that bullshit out!!! Game over space cadet!!!

Jesus H Christ!

Planned Parenthood and other programs may be worthy of funding, but no one can tell where the goddamn federal money is spent in Planned Parenthood's case, and it is completely against the law for the government to fund abortions. Hence, take the money away until you can prove where the money goes. End of story. And if some poor, destitute, ghetto mother becomes pregnant by one of her baby daddy, well tough shit Sherlock. Stop spreading your legs for every hard dick that comes pimp-limping down the skreet. I shouldn't have to pay for this shit. And if you do have a baby, I shouldn't have to pay for it either. Get a fucking job!

I'm done with this hyperbole and godawful yammering about the government shutdown. No one is gonna fucking die, no one is being "warred" upon and we're not gonna fight a civil war Rev. Jackson. And that is NOT hyperbole, it is fact.

And facts, as we know, are in awful short supply in the dimwitted, dumpy, dank, delusions of the Democratic party. So fuck you.




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