Thursday, October 28, 2004

I'm Tired

I'm tired of not liking my President.
I'm tired of not agreeing with his policies.
I'm tired of Republicans bullying this country around.
I'm tired of working more for less pay.
I'm tired of feeling lousy about being an American.
I'm tired of worrying about what will happen next.

I'm just tired.

9 comments:

Blog ho said...

i'm tired of poems that don't rhyme. here, try this:

Roses are red
violets are stinky
Bush is an idiot
who sits on his pinky.

you're welcome.

a. said...

Me too, but don't let these bastards get you down. Rest up a bit, then get back in the ring with the rest of us. What else are we gonna do? Just lay there while they eat our hearts out?

Chief Wannahockaloogy said...

Wonder-twin powers...Activate!Form of...A mighty American!Shape of...A really big tear!Thanks for the pep-talk.
Now it's off to the Hall of Justice!

shellie said...

i hate to be the one to do it, but u gotta think you'll atleast get one new reader from the penis comment. haha. very funny. so here i am. i am tired of bush too. AND penis. well not really, i mean who could get tire of a thing like that. okay i'm done. :)

WETOOTWAAG said...

Cheer up and look at this site, http://www.apologiesaccepted.com/gallery_00005.php
When I got all pissed about Bush this really helped.

Clair Black said...

Peace Chief

I empathize with your anit-Bush seniments. Even so...
http://sagepages.blogspot.com/2005/01/whos-afraid-of-big-bad-bush.html

KNo said...

Problem, Chief?

Doesn´t blogging actually consist of BLOGGING?

Where are yours? And why you hitting mine (and with the negatory comments)?

K No

Chief Wannahockaloogy said...

Great. What did one of my other personalities do now...

Robert said...

woah, who are you?
And how did you find my blog site?

later!!!

About Me, Not You

I was christened Wannahockaloogy by our tribal leader. He was a bitter old man with throat cancer who believed that, to truly hock a loogie, one must not retrieve the phlegm from the throat, but from the soul. His weakened, delirious state made it easy for me to overthrow him and seize control. Now, I am the chief and I have internet access. Beware, delirious smoking populace. Beware.