I didn’t know D-O-U-C-H-E was spelled T-E-A
So all these “Tea Baggers” (they called themselves that first, and I am certainly not one to disagree) have pissed me off so much I can hardly speak. For that at least, I’m sure Jay is grateful. I’d link to some of their incredible, corporate sponsored idiocy, but my blood pressure can’t take any more of their ignorant shit today.
I’d just like to say:
Technically, the only people entitled to “tea-bag” are folks like my lovely Canadian husband. He supports my lazy American ass, pays my medical bills, and contributes a ridiculous amount of tax dollars to the government…and yet HE doesn’t get to vote on how those dollars are spent, or elect people he trusts to spend them. My husband is truly taxed without representation, and is completely and unfairly disenfranchised.
The teabaggers aren’t disenfranchised. They’re just fuckers who lost (the election, their minds) and can’t fucking deal with it.
Considering the only thing teabaggers hate more than their Bush era mandated taxes are filthy immigrants, I can’t begin to imagine how conflicted they must feel about my white immigrant husband stealing “our” jobs so he can support this “chocolate-face” American. But I can certainly imagine where I’ll shove their stupid, bought-n-paid-for-sales-tax-and-all tea bags if I ever get the chance.