All the sequeals have been box office flops.
“”The Return of the Undead Amnesty.””
The sequel that just won’t die!!
It's WHAT he does..
it's ALL he does..
and he WON'T STOP...
EVER!!
Well done congressman King. This bill needs a stake driven through it’s heart.
One can only wonder why.
Both major political party's have not only been stabbing each other in the back, now they are reaching around and stabbing themselves in the back.
I'm sticking to my tag line and not succumbing to the political treachery and confusion.
That's only the half of it. It would not just produce heartburn, it would destroy our constitutional freedoms, because Mexico and Latin Americ have proven for two or three hundred years that they cannot govern themselves without endless cycles of tyranny, revolution, and lawlessness.
If enough illegals pour into this country, they will accomplish the same thing here. You cannot have freedom without respect for the law and a minimum of self-control. Freedom cannot be imposed.
ping
This bill, like the monsters in the zombie movies, just won't die. Someone needs to drive a stake into its heart, shoot it with a silver bullet, flash the crucifix at it, pour holy water on it, and drive another stake into its heart for good measure. Then burn it and scatter the ashes so it can't reconstitute itself. Kill it for once and for all.
It’s more like Michael from Halloween. If only they would take the mask off the beast so we could see why they want it so bad.
Amnesty - an idea whose time has past.
Once it was a great social experiment, but as practiced in 1986, it was doomed to failure then, because of promises made and never kept. People chide Reagan for signing the legislation then, but like most of us, he sincerely believed the proposals offered in the legislation would be carried out.
Didn’t happen. So, granted that we were suckered in once with a set of promises that never panned out, what provisions are in the bill offered up now, that would change ANYBODY’s mind about the probable outcome?
The answer, of course, is that exact same game of three-card monte is on the table, this time with a much bigger pot, with the same predictable outcome. The sucker gets skinned again.
It could probably be overlooked, if all that was lost was this month’s rent. But this is taking out a mortgage on our future that shall NEVER be repaid, with the interest compounding exponentially.
Ironically, I commented the other day that Bush reminds me of Jason...just when you thought it was gone, the hideous beast is right there again.
I think we complicate things too mush. President Bush is merely jealous of Jimmy Carter’s legacy and is in stiff competition for the title of worst president.
Will SOMEONE Photoshop a movie poster for this thing. It should be good until Jorge leaves office — cuz he AIN’T gonna quit!
bttt
The Dead Collector: Bring out yer dead.
Large Man with Dead Body: Here's one.
The Dead Collector: That'll be ninepence.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead.
The Dead Collector: What?
Large Man with Dead Body: Nothing. There's your ninepence.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not dead.
The Dead Collector: 'Ere, he says he's not dead.
Large Man with Dead Body: Yes he is.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm not.
The Dead Collector: He isn't.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, he will be soon, he's very ill.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I'm getting better.
Large Man with Dead Body: No you're not, you'll be stone dead in a moment.
The Dead Collector: Well, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I don't want to go on the cart.
Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, don't be such a baby.
The Dead Collector: I can't take him.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I feel fine.
Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, do me a favor.
The Dead Collector: I can't.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, can you hang around for a couple of minutes? He won't be long.
The Dead Collector: I promised I'd be at the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today.
Large Man with Dead Body: Well, when's your next round? The Dead Collector: Thursday.
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I think I'll go for a walk.
Large Man with Dead Body: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Isn't there anything you could do?
The Dead Body That Claims It Isn't: I feel happy. I feel happy.
[the Dead Collector glances up and down the street furtively, then silences the Body with his a whack of his club]
Large Man with Dead Body: Ah, thank you very much.
The Dead Collector: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
Large Man with Dead Body: Right.
King Arthur: You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight.
King Arthur: I am Arthur, King of the Britons.
King Arthur: I seek the bravest and the finest knights in the land who will join me in my court at Camelot.
King Arthur: You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
King Arthur: You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy!
Black Knight: None shall pass.
King Arthur: What?
Black Knight: None shall pass!
King Arthur: I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight. But I must cross this bridge.
Black Knight: Then you shall die.
King Arthur: I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside!
Black Knight: I move for no man.
King Arthur: So be it!
King Arthur: Now, stand aside, worthy adversary!
Black Knight: 'Tis but a scratch!
King Arthur: A scratch? Your arm's off!
Black Knight: No, it isn't!
King Arthur: Well, what's that then?
King Arthur: I've had worse.
King Arthur: You liar!
Black Knight: Come on, you pansy!
King Arthur: Victory is mine!
King Arthur: We thank thee, Lord, that in thy mercy
Black Knight: Come on, then.
King Arthur: What?
Black Knight: Have at you!
King Arthur: You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine!
Black Knight: Oh, had enough, eh?
King Arthur: Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no arms left!
King Arthur: Look, you stupid Bastard. You've got no arms left.
Black Knight: Yes I have.
King Arthur: *Look*!
Black Knight: It's just a flesh wound.
Black Knight: Right, I'll do you for that!
King Arthur: You'll what?
Black Knight: Come here!
King Arthur: What are you gonna do, bleed on me?
Black Knight: I'm invincible!
King Arthur: ...You're a loony.
Congressman King reveals himself to be a very skilled and entertaining writer. Kudos!