(Palm snatch)

Listen baby…

I know times are tough. We can’t afford sushi dinners, lush cars, or tropical trips. Come to think of it, we can’t afford bread; but we can enjoy love my saucy minx…

*Puts on music. Dances. Rams into coffee table. Swears. Keeps dancing*

The wait is over baby…

We need to get it on, and fix things like Schneider did on One Day At A Time…

I’m gonna give you a hot cash injection like you’ve never had before baby…

(My “Jazz trumpet playa” face)

Obama wants to push through a $838 billion stimulus plan. Let me throw that your way again, that’s $838 billion, with a “b”, as in “badly bent-over”…

The last time I asked my lady for $20, she slapped my face, and pushed me out of the car…while it was still moving. Must be all in the delivery for Obama…

Wait a sec, I remember Bush giving away $700 billion. What ever happened to that?

Oh, that went to high end Wall-Street CEO’s and bonus’s for the people who created the crisis in the 1st place and ended up driving their businesses into the ground…

During a total economic collapse of their own creation, they were still living like this…

(Where’s the Police Line tape?)

Instead of this…

(Welcome all ex-cons on the lamb)

This will help “loosen” the economy like Jack Daniels does to a prom date…

Yahoo Top Searches You’re Shocked By

Number 7, Brittney Spears Tickets…

(Turns out she wasn’t prego, just fat)

All I could think was, “For What? She still sings music for money?…

Or is she now charging to see her cha-cha?”

A-Rod steroid admission only came in at number 9 which goes to show you nutty falling stars who’s lives are falling apart beats shrunken wenis cheaters by two slots…

Have a day!