Posted on 09/25/2012 3:01:42 PM PDT by pabianice
I interpretted your comment, as refering to Kerry having to scout ahead for Reblicans before meeting with Warren.
I interpretted your comment as refering to Kerry having to scout ahead for Republicans before meeting with Warren.
I hate my computer.
Yeah, the Cherokee hunter was supposed to be a surrogate for Kerry. It was a riff on Warren’s professed heritage, combined with Kerry’s fantasies about himself as a great warrior. Like most visual jokes; it doesn’t bear much explaining.
Woo-Woo Warren
Maybe you could loan her your lucky hat from Cambodia, Francois.
A Cherokee Indian princess, Princess Bowels, lived in a teepee on the reservation.
One day she received a letter from the state division of highways that said that they were going to build a freeway and it would go right through where her teepee was located and she would have to move.
She was very upset about this because her ancestors had lived in that exact place for many generations.
She decided to go into town to talk to someone and get them to change the route of the freeway.
She arrived in town but didn’t know where to go so she asked someone for directions to the local office of the highway department. She was told to go three blocks straight ahead then turn left for two blocks and it would be on the right.
She went three blocks straight ahead then turned right and went into the building on the left. It was a drugstore.
The druggist asked her if he could help her and she replied. “I am native American Cherokee princess. Bowels no move!”
“Oh,” said the druggist. That’s no problem. Take a tablespoonful of this twice a day for a week.” he said, as he handed her a bottle of light intestinal lubricant.
One week later she returned. “Hello,” said the druggist. “Did that medicine work?”
“Bowels still no move! My friend is senator, war hero.” she said.
“Well, well ... Did he happen to serve in Vietnam?” asked the druggist. “Never mind, it appears that we will have to use something a little stronger. Take this four times a day for a week.” And he handed her a half-gallon bottle of heavy mineral oil.
One week later she returned. “Hello again,” said the druggist. “How are you doing?”
“Bowels still no move! I take classes in mail, am lawyer now.” said the Princess.
“Oh my goodness!” said the druggist. “This really calls for something drastic. This is the most powerful treatment for constipation on the market. Take it eight times a day for a week.” And he lifted a gallon bottle of industrial strength castor oil laced with laxatives on to the counter and handed it to her.
One week later she returned. When the druggist saw her he asked, “Bowels move?”
“Bowels have to move” said Princess Warren. “Teepee full of shit.”
What’s really pathetic is there are morons who will actually eat this crap up.
Kerry’s day spent with Warren:
9 am to 12 noon: They went buffalo hunting with bows and arrow.
12 to 1: Ate buffalo stew
1 to 3: Practiced smoke signals
3 to 5: Work on skinning animals and bead work
Read the disclaimer at the bottom ;)
if their web site will accept a penny from a CC donation it costs um 20-30 cents a transaction.
Give um that buck 1 penny at a time.
Faux-a-hontas was her name,
Such a sorry sight to see.
And the truth? It was not in her,
Tho a senator she wanted to be.
Faux-a-hontas loved Affirmative Action,
With a love big as the sky.
Yes she loved the gubmint money,
With a love that wouldnt die.
She couldnt make it on her own,
To the Harvard job she eyed.
The way was just too hard she moaned,
But she got it when she lied.
In the cloisters of old Cambridge,
She was safe from prying eyes.
When she tried to leave the college,
They uncovered her disguise.
I am a Cherokee maid cried she,
See my cheekbones, hear my tale.
How dare you commonfolk doubt me!
But she complained to no avail.
The commonfolk did hue and cry,
An imposter, not a Cherokee!
She made it up, she told a lie,
No indian maid is she.
Yet on the river bank we see,
Faux-a-hontas stands so bold.
Its not a lie! she screams her plea,
If you believe it when its told.
Hey, Kemo Sabe, that could add up to heap big wampum, too!
Yeah I read it before posting. Still doesn’t explain why they bothered to Sharpie the numbers.
Great pic of VERY early Pittsburgh...(Ft Pitt)
Most people don’t need the connection between sKerry and horses explained either.
This woman needs to get back to her “home” in Bridgewater for evaluation.
Horse face Kerry — it took a while, but I got it.
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