I can mock them for you, Ann

Ann Althouse posts the clusterfark presidency’s latest clusterfark:

I find the toast-botch too painful to mock

Obama without a teleprompter is like a grade schooler addressing the class.  What a maroon.

Of course my contemptuous mockery isn’t just reserved for the Worst President Ever.

No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.

I remember how those pompous elitist socialist welfare state Europeans basically told us in the U.S. that we should vote for this over credentialed, under qualified, dilettante mush head.  I’m laughing at the “superior intellect” of the token affirmative action Ivy League fraud and with it the entire “Ivy League elite”.  But I also laugh at the audience on the receiving end of his faux pas.  They got what they asked for.  Wallow in it.  I’m laughing at the “superior European culture“.

AAAAaaaahhhhhhggggggg…..

I hate being sick.  Haven’t been this down since I spent three days hospitalized with pneumonia.

Note:  it wasn’t the pneumonia that got me hospitalized.  It was that the pneumonia made me go to the emergency room complaining of chest pain.  They spent the next year and a half trying to prove I had a cardiac problem.  Was ever so happy to disappoint them.

HA!  I laugh at your stress tests.

Told ya’ so

Per Ace of Spades:

http://ace.mu.com/>BREAKING: Trump not running.

Not sure why the clowns exiting the stage is a bad thing. But you know where this is leading…who’s waiting in the wings…who said she was going to wait until she saw what the field looked like… Yeah…Her.