Government Run Health Care = Epic Fail
Don’t believe your Gormogons that government health care will be a colossal fustercluck?
Behold, ‘Puter gives you the following example! The Veterans’ Administration sent out letter to at least 1,200 Gulf War veterans informing them that they have Lou Gehrig’s Disease (ALS). ALS is a fatal neurological disorder that gradual robs the afflicted of their ability to control their muscles. The problem? The 1,200 veterans do not, in fact, actually have ALS.
‘Puter thinks he’ll take Mr. Rahm Emanuel up on his offer, and not let this good crisis go to waste. ‘Puter respectfully calls on the 1,200 affected veterans to rise up with their erroneous letters in hand and beat President Obama’s proposed health care reform abomination to death. What better example of the absolute insanity of letting the incompetent federal government run anything of personal importance than wrongly informing 1,200 veterans that they’re going to die a horrible death?
Veterans, your country needs you again. Semper fidelis. (Sorry, non-Marines).
Always right, unless he isn’t, the infallible Ghettoputer F. X. Gormogons claims to be an in-law of the Volgi, although no one really believes this.
’Puter carefully follows economic and financial trends, legal affairs, and serves as the Gormogons’ financial and legal advisor. He successfully defended us against a lawsuit from a liquor distributor worth hundreds of thousands of dollars in unpaid deliveries of bootleg shandies.
The Geep has an IQ so high it is untestable and attempts to measure it have resulted in dangerously unstable results as well as injuries to researchers. Coincidentally, he publishes intelligence tests as a side gig.
His sarcasm is so highly developed it borders on the psychic, and he is often able to insult a person even before meeting them. ’Puter enjoys hunting small game with 000 slugs and punt guns, correcting homilies in real time at Mass, and undermining unions. ’Puter likes to wear a hockey mask and carry an axe into public campgrounds, where he bursts into people’s tents and screams. As you might expect, he has been shot several times but remains completely undeterred.
He assures us that his obsessive fawning over news stories involving women teachers sleeping with young students is not Freudian in any way, although he admits something similar once happened to him. Uniquely, ’Puter is unable to speak, read, or write Russian, but he is able to sing it fluently.
Geep joined the order in the mid-1980s. He arrived at the Castle door with dozens of steamer trunks and an inarticulate hissing creature of astonishingly low intelligence he calls “Sleestak.” Ghettoputer appears to make his wishes known to Sleestak, although no one is sure whether this is the result of complex sign language, expert body posture reading, or simply beating Sleestak with a rubber mallet.
‘Puter suggests the Czar suck it.