Mitt Romney doesn’t believe in kids having gay parents. I didn’t believe evil pricks could walk the earth and blow shit from their nostrils while pissing on the poor but boy, has the US Republican Party surprised me with its candidate for the most powerful political office on Earth.
They grew him from seed in a secret laboratory on the Moon in a muck heap, fed him money all his life, watered him with the tears of the disadvantaged and now he’s ready to step up to the plate and tell women what they can and can’t do with their own bodies, order gays not to marry or adopt and start an unaffordable, ruinous war with the Middle East while dismantling US healthcare and welfare provision, such as there is.
Wow. But hey, I’m a foreigner living in Engerland, which is near the North Pole, which is near Australia. I don’t watch FOX Noose, so what do I know?
Vote Romney, I guess. Because, as self-harm techniques go, it ain’t anywhere near as messy as using a razor.
(Not a photograph of Romney but a bloodsucking Haemovore from Doctor Who.)
