Have We Ever Seen Anything as Disgusting as the "Romney Killed My Wife" Ad?

Rush Limbaugh.com ^ | August 9, 2012 | Rush Limbaugh

[IamConservative]

The current ad running against West in Florida is pretty despicable itself.

Obama has just completely abandoned any sense of dignity, truthfulness, lawfulness and propriety for the office. The campaign clearly coordinated with the Super PAC in violation of campaign finance laws and they did so without fear.

[Kaslin]

Alan West is supposed to be on Fox and Friends this morning

[IamConservative]

Alan West is supposed to be on Fox and Friends this morning

I know Colonel West was Army, but I'd like to see him go Nathan Jessup on them.. "I'm gonna rip the eyes out of your head and piss into your dead skull! You *&^@ed with the wrong Marine!"

[Bender2]

I tell you, those treacherous, deep-pocketed Republican SuperPACs are kicking my ass with my "You didn't build that" comment... why can't our own deep-pocketed Liberal SuperPACs come up with some real dirt on Romney?

Mr. President, I think... I may have something... from the recent past we can tweek.

Okay, Joe just read it... like it is your own words--

I... eh, I lost my job... due-- eh, due to Mitt Romney's Bain Capitol--

No, Joe, take off your glasses... and don't read it like you are reading a script!

Okay, Mitt Romney's Bain Capitol fired me... and killed my wife--

Yes, yes... go on--

Then he got... both my daughters pregnant by his spoiled, no-count sons--

Yes, yes, Joe! You are on a roll... keep going!

Then Romney and his slut wife came over to my house... and killed my three dogs with assault rifles.

Oh MY God, Joe! I may never, ever... have a better orgasm--

As my Press Secretary just told you... we have absolutely no coordination with super PAC Priorities USA ads--

And to suggest we do... is insulting!

[Utah Binger]

Excellent!

[MayflowerMadam]

The lies from the libs are constant, and becoming greater every day. No wonder the country is circling the drain.

de Tocqueville had figured it out: “I sought for the key to the greatness of America in her harbors; in her fertile fields and boundless forests; in her rich mines and vast world commerce; in her public school system and institutions of learning. I sought for it in her democratic Congress and in her matchless Constitution. Not until I went into the churches of America and heard her pulpits aflame with righteousness did I understand the secret of her genius and power. America is great because America is good, and if America ever ceases to be good, America ceases to be great.”

The more the libs force us to remove God from our lives, the more bleak is our destiny.

[exit82]

Your post 44 is excellent and deserves to go viral.

[MayflowerMadam]

“I voted for Au-H20 anyway”

Dad had an “Au-H20” bumper sticker that year. I’d forgotten all about that until I saw your post.

[Bender2]

I went viral once... but a injection of Quaker State 10-W-40 and penicillin G cleared it right up!

[Bender2]

It was the strangest dream, Emily. I was an unemployed steel worker... and Mitt Romney killed you--

[Utah Binger]

Another great one!

[Ezekiel]

Brilliant. Your cartoon posts are the template but never mind them, you’ve got to run with this stuff right here. *This* is your true calling. Outstanding!

[TigersEye]

I’ll gladly pay Dick Cheney’s ammunition bill!

[TigersEye]

That's great! Reminds me of the first part of Crime In The City by Neil Young...

Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were killers
He couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Said, come on out with your hands up
Or we'll blow you out of here.
There was a face in the window
The tv cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer

*And the story was told.*

The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, what we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
And we don't have a song
If we could get these things accomplished
Nothin' else could go wrong.
So he balanced the ashtray
As he picked up the phone
And said, send me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
Make sure he's alone
Send me a cheeseburger
And a new rolling stone.
Yeah.