To say that the right wing has gone off the deep end is an understatement to end all understatements.
How do these people put on pants in the morning? And drive cars? And navigate the varied complexities of normal life, like buying coffee with correct change, and making sandwiches. You'd think they are so concerned with their own retarded development that all of the above would be impossible. But no. And then they manage to get elected. To government. In the United States. It boggles the mind.
It also boggles the mind that they are concerned with who is sucking who and who is fucking who while real problems affect real people on a real scale. "What? People are starving all over the world? The teenage sex trade is rampant? Hey! Get your dick out of there!"
Here's my ammended pledge for Michele-even-in-this-fucked-political-climate-will-never-be-elected-president-but-thanks-for-trying-Bachmann:
I, Michele Bachmann, if elected President, I will: Buy a shit ton of meth, snort every last sparkling crystal, climb the nearest rooftop naked, put a large caliber weapon to my head and pull the trigger while yelling: "I'm coming Jesus! I'm coming!"
I think that would be a more fitting and apropos ending for the comedian.
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