Twenty Five Hundred Thousand Grand
I can't believe they actually went and did it. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Seriously though, building a fence to keep illegal immigrants out? I hope they don't have ropes or ladders or shovels in Mexico. I can't even sleep anymore because the stupid is too loud.
I feel kind of bad that I haven't actually interacted with a bank teller in months. But ATMs aren't all "don't shoot please just take the money" every time you walk in the bank with a Ronald Reagan mask on.
posted by jeffrey rowland at 10:53:00 AM
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No one draws flabbergasted like Jeffrey Rowland.
Man, talk about a kick in the nads.
I hope you at least waited for him to collect his washing.
For OBL's beard in panel two I used a picture of his REAL BEARD.
I feel like weed probably would help at a simple, repetitive task like T-shirt folding.
From what I hear, it makes those types of tasks easier.
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go fold 2,000 paper cranes.
So, Jeffrey, you seem to be suggesting something about the media and its relationship to the War on Terror but honestly I don't have time to think about it because I need more Doritos and Coke.
Man, can you even imagine having that kind of money? 2.5 billion, I mean, not 25 mil. I can imagine 25 mil. It feels good.
It feels real good on my skin.
The scar means the future is almost here, and Jeffrey will be president soon!
I can only hope you eventally build a large concrete dome aroudn the entire country. THe rest of the world can bury you and you will emerge to find clams with legs running rampant over anthropomorphized(did i spell that right it looks too big) lobsters.
Of course all sane people are welcome in the Great North. The werewolves are almost ready and we are using all of the extra softwood to make hockey sticks with sword in them.
I hope they don't realize that FENCES COST MONEY
No money is actually appropriated for this "fence"
Yeah, my current boss (I'm looking for a new job) is an old white fat republican who makes money by doing tons of random shit.
I'm sitting in the back of his old-ass Lincoln as he's driving us to a work site and he says "I've just been awarded a contract to build a fence in Arizona at the Mexican border, the government wants to keep the wetbacks out and they mean to do it!" At that point skinny little white me and the two old black dudes riding with me said "They ain't gonna stop shit"
Long story short, my boss has the contract to build that fence, and (surprise surprise) in exchange for being awarded the contract he has to donate a pecentage of his profits (I forget the exact number) to the Republican Party.
Lobbyists are going to ruin this country, mark my words.
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