Sometimes things just work out and the column writes itself.
Earlier this week as I perused the History Channel I found a show about the founder of Taco Bell.
A “white” guy named Glen Bell made “Mexican food” so famous that decades later Jill Biden would compare tacos to humans.
This is to be expected from a Liberal who celebrates May 5th and kneels on July 4th.
Apparently Brandon’s wife was in need of an Easter Bunny rescue but alas the LatinX crowd wasn’t dressed for the occasion.
So many questions so little time.
First, I like tacos.
Does that make me LatinX?
Second, what about burritos Jill?
It seems a bit “racist” to leave out beans and flour tortillas.
Furthermore what about the Hispanics?
Did Mrs. Ed.D intentionally ignore the Hispanics?
By the way isn’t Hispanic misogynistic?
What about HER panic?
Why can’t they all be panicked?
Jill Jill the musical snoot, the more she bleats the better she’s mute, the more she’s mute the better we feel, as Hunter smokes, tokes and steals.
What a family!
Let’s go Brandon!
Speaking of the Big Guy he finally stated something that is 100% true.
Ol Joe stared into the camera and ranted that 92% of Democrats want him to run again.
He has to be correct as this can be the only way his approval rating is hanging in the low thirties.
Of course if Gavin Newsom does throw his hat into the Presidential ring those Dems will leave Joe immediately and select a younger drug addled, alcoholic Communist who openly supports La Raza, the removal of all fossil fuel usage, and abortion even after delivery as long as they “keep the infant comfortable.”
In other words welcome to the new Liberal boss, same as the old boss.
Just less taco talk and more French Laundry.
Finally “inflation” continued higher even after the “experts” said it had topped out.
We have now entered the Jimmy Joe Biden Carter economy.
Clinton started this cycle (Glass-Steagall repeal), Bush piled on with debt, lies and wars, Barack took the baton and so stayed the course he was referred to as George W. Obama and then Trump racked up ten more trillion while ridiculing Powell so mercilessly that Jerome hid in the corner.
Enter Brandon who continues to stroke and sniff any young child he can get his hands on, “muled” his way into the Oval Office, stared at the behavior of his predecessors and said Hold My Beer.
Make that a Corona for Jill.