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Thursday, May 07, 2009

Joe the Plumber: Eat, Then Poop

[via TPM]
Samuel Wurzelbacher, better known as Joe the Plumber, tells TIME he's so outraged by GOP overspending, he's quitting the party[.]
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jimf said...

Joe The Plumber. . .: I Would Never Let "Queers" Near My Children
The Huffington Post, Megan Slack, 05/4/09
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/05/04/joe-the-plumber-queer-mea_n_196116.html

"Joe the Plumber also indicated that he wouldn't run for public office until
the Lord had given him a cue."


“Gandalf, dwarves and Mr Baggins! We are met together in the house of
our friend and fellow conspirator, this most excellent and audacious
hobbit -- may the hair on his toes never fall out! all praise to his
wine and ale! --” He paused for breath and for a polite remark from
the hobbit, but the compliments were quite lost on poor Bilbo Baggins. . .
So Thorin went on:

“We are met to discuss our plans, our ways, means, policy and devices.
We shall soon before the break of day start on our long journey, a journey
from which some of us, or perhaps all of us (except our friend and counsellor,
the ingenious wizard Gandalf) may never return. It is a solemn moment. . ."

This was Thorin’s style. He was an important dwarf. If he had been allowed,
he would probably have gone on like this until he was out of breath, without
telling any one there anything that was not known already. But he was rudely
interrupted. Poor Bilbo couldn’t bear it any longer. At "may never return"
he began to feel a shriek coming up inside, and very soon it burst out like
the whistle of an engine coming out of a tunnel. All the dwarves sprang up,
knocking over the table. Gandalf struck a blue light on the end of his magic
staff, and in its firework glare the poor little hobbit could be seen kneeling
on the hearth-rug, shaking like a jelly that was melting. Then he fell flat
on the floor, and kept on calling out “struck by lightning, struck by lightning!”
over and over again; and that was all they could get out of him for a long time.
So they took him and laid him out of the way on the drawing-room sofa with a
drink at his elbow, and they went back to their dark business.

“Excitable little fellow,” said Gandalf, as they sat down again. “Gets funny
queer fits, but he is one of the best, one of the best -- as fierce as a dragon
in a pinch.”

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