Now that I’ve retired from the Senate maybe I’ll have time to get rid of these damn cooties.
I’m sorry, I think I’m having a Democrat moment.
“They stop serving breakfast at 10:30, I swore it was 11!”
“Ah, hell! This isn’t the Homos Anonymous meeting! Why am I here?”
BaDeBade “Th-th-th-that’s all folks!”
Those on your head aren’t the only flakes in the democrat party!
Oh look at the time. I have an appointment at the bath house.
I can’t decide which of these bankers are the cutest.
I’ll be damned if I can choose, I’m hot for Freddie and his fannie. And I’m not talking about Mae.
Prostitution ring! What prostitution ring??
If I scratch my head that’ll distract them and they’ll stop looking at my tie.
I’m sure glad these chairs are cushioned, because my butt hurts.
Where is that Larry Craig bathroom again?
Hmmmm…. I don’t know why I was re-elected after the economic crisis.
I could have sworn my glasses were here somewhere.
Mr. Bachus? I don’t know, Maybe he’s still under my desk.
Are Fartzz lumpy?
What the Hell is the Constitution??
I vote NO! My boyfriend wouldn’t like this one bit!
I walked into a bar with a jew and a black guy?
Who am I? Barney Rubble?
You mean I’m supposed to like women?
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