FEDIT POLITICS Thread

Finksi is a professor.
He professes in vivid colors for effect.
But sometimes he just hits the wrong key.
And that's how the sausage, fedits, covfefe and sbit is made.

 

I just watched an entire episode thanks to you.
Thanks!

 

Here: I fixed it.

 

As is my perogative I would survey the situation and come up with a 1 step below clever sign designed to shit on all your signs by calling them ineffectual and petty tit for tat bitch bait. The political version of keeping up with the joneses.
And by doing so I would accomplish my own personal one upmanship goals in a roundabout way doing the exact same thing while feeling its the high road just because I was dreaming when I wrote this so excuse me if I speak in the key of the purple reign.

All nice silky smooth roads do lead to rome.
But they begin in china.
And a road is like a river of blood. People come and people go.
That DNA floats from the east to the west leaving globs of plaque along the way.
China plaque that is silky and white and soft and smooth like porcelain.
Fine china.
America is being transformed into a china shop.
A delicate dainty store filled with tea and crumpets.
Trump may not be the holy cow we want but he is the bull to spill all that tea so the party can start.
But with a bull comes a lot of broken china.
And a lot of bullshit too.
Lets just hope the teapots weren't filled with super high powered incendiaries that are hiding the coming of pandoras tomorrow.
But of course they are... but I hope not.

My sign would say that in this house we believe that our personal beliefs are none of your damn business.
That the fundamental pillars upholding your right to privacy is the safe space of your heart and mind.
That nobody should pressure anyone into revealing private beliefs.
Doing so is an offensive attempt to violate your rights and it should not be tolerated.
And to beware of she-wolves wearing the skin of senile gray haired lambs.
Because that lamb's been dead in the wilderness for 40 years.
It merely has the appearance of a lamb, and the appearance of life.
And the wolf is a doberman trained to hunt the prey that pray.
Easy pickins always first but then she comes for you.
Because Romulus and Remus gotta eat.
And they get hungrier everyday.
Becoming giants so large that nothing can satisfy.
When not even a snicker or two from a jester and fool will soothe the savage breast inside the wilderbeast... what do you do?
You call in Mr. Goodbar.
And he's coming.
You just can't predict the hour and the day.
He could be coming from Mars for all we know.
Or from somewhere outside the Milky Way.
Coming back to build more Mounds of Almond Joy!
And put Mr. Reece's pieces back together because that riddle won't solve itself.
But you gotta have red blood pumping through your veins to put Baby Ruth and the 3 Musketeers back together again.
Not be a bunch of Hershey squirting Butterfingers letting a 100 Grand Payday keep you from your Wonka moment and leave you at the Heath Bar.

 

I dare you to fit any of your posts on a sign.

 

So you want me to call Artie Moreno is what you are saying?
I think he knows a thing or two about big signs.

 

Here you go:

 

If I had a lawn...
Even if I did only buzzards and snakes would see it.
Hmmm, maybe I need new neighbors.
Trade some of these wild critters for some city slickers.

 

Yeah, going out in a manure bbq is worse than normal incineration.

 

that's a steaming load of horse shit!

 

Rat Fink!
But your name is Finksi?
Hmmm....
Rat Finks overthink things?
Shitbirds don't even think about themselves?
First Class Pricks only think about themselves.