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There's a brand new act in town: 'Ben Bernanke And The Carpetbaggers'
can go fuck themselves back to the Orient thought Rodney the Mule. He had become highly enraged at the aged banking chair's idiotic baner about the possibility of a recession that Mr. Mule decided to go to Washington. Since his tax return had not come ye
to thy very shoppe. A shoppe with all manner of trinkets
that jingled and sparkled. Anyone who saw them would exclaim at their beauty. However, these trinkets secretly hypnotized anyone who stared at them. People would begin to carry out
his mother's dying wish: to subtly and irreversibly take over the world by
wearing only soiled underpants. The stench and partial nudity would both offend and repel our enemy. Victory is ours!
