(C) Daily Kos This story was originally published by Daily Kos and is unaltered. . . . . . . . . . . The Only Judge I Ever Liked Was A Pontiac [1] ['This Content Is Not Subject To Review Daily Kos Staff Prior To Publication.'] Date: 2023-10-23 Don’t be alarmed by the silence. This year’s party horn toot, that signals the start of my annual Porchville vacation, was not sounded this year. I invoked my right to remain silent. I’m also not going to disclose that my new best pal just gifted me a $267,000 Provost Marathon RV. If I must answer anything, I’ll just say that Dinah Shore once told me that America is asking me to call. This new RV seems to be telling me the same thing. I’ve found that all of the fake elector states are already pre-programed into the navigation system. I wonder who was driving this thing before me? It also looks like they were constantly traveling to the U. S. Supreme Court. But, I don’t understand why the navigation is showing it as the road to perdition. Maybe it helps explain all of those recently installed scarecrows along the route. Perdition? No thanks. I’m gonna boogie on out of here quicker than Alito can issue a vote count injunction. The closest that I want to get to perdition is to help Dean Obeidallah select one of those lifetime Orange-proof prisons. No red cape and horns. I want to beam that Good Sam emblem and drive the last of America’s honest highways. I want to visit Rudy Giuliani’s law office and see if it really does share the same five-star rating as Al Bundy’s Giggly Room. I need to get there before he loses his law license and has to take on all of the giggly himself. I also want to visit Judge Cannon’s courtroom. I’m not a MAGA fascist, so I can’t just walk up to her and grab her by the *****, but I am curious about whatever dark place her Lume deprived legal decisions come from. She seems to decipher American law much like “the ugly tyrant clown” interprets the rules of golf. And you know, while I’m following golf balls and goof balls around Florida, I could try searching out where Tommy Tuberville doesn’t live. The giveaway would be a machinegun bunker in the front yard. You need at least one of those if you plan on defending America all by your lonesome. If I were him, I might want to grab Anthony Pratt’s phone number for some submarine help. Granted, Tuberville may be able to hold off those killer angels from Sesame Street and Disney World, but what about Chinese paratroopers raping and murdering Alabama women and children? He’ll no doubt protect them with get-well and sympathy cards — from Florida. I was also planning on a trip out west to see how Governor Pandora and Cory were getting along. But, I just got a surprise message from John Roberts. Something about me not being on Leonard Leo’s approved list. I hope they don’t want the damn RV back. I think it’s time I pulled a Joe Bonamassa — I’ll be moving on. [END] --- [1] Url: https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2023/10/23/2162366/-The-Only-Judge-I-Ever-Liked-Was-A-Pontiac?pm_campaign=front_page&pm_source=more_community&pm_medium=web Published and (C) by Daily Kos Content appears here under this condition or license: Site content may be used for any purpose without permission unless otherwise specified. via Magical.Fish Gopher News Feeds: gopher://magical.fish/1/feeds/news/dailykos/