TBT: The Brutal Truth

Monday, February 13, 2006

Crony Leghorn's Last Words To Veep Fudd

No, No, No! What in tar nayshun, ahh said, what in tar nayshun is wrong with ya, son?!? Ya done shots the wrong squab! Ya were supposed to shoot this one. Or this one right heah. Oh, and thars ... PAY ATTENTION WHEN I'M TALKIN' TO YA, BOY!! (Nice VP we got here, folks, but he's got the acumen of a bag of hammers) Now, whar wuz aah?!? Oh-oh, yes -- even at this distance, boy, that one ovah yondah is fat, sloven, and hard ta miss even with your cross-eyededness.

But first, ya gotta remove the bird-shot from the chamber. See, like dat? Ya then takes a slug of 00-Buckshot and shove it in like dat, see? More powah, boy. It's what you've been grabbin' fore all along. Just rack it, point, and open fire. Now, is any of this getting through that ol' snaggle-toothed head of yorez?!? Good, son, now give it a whirl.

Excellent, boy -- you're tracking her real good.

Easy ... easy, boy ... on the the count of three ... 1 ... *B'LUMPH!*


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3 comment(s):

*aside*

"Nice kid, but he's about as sharp as a sack of wet mice."

By Blogger Paul the Spud, at 11:26 AM  

I was going to use that but it's the most predictable of Foggy's one-liners. :)

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