77 Comments on What Would You Like To Give Obama For His Birthday?
My place at breakfast.
his own private cell
I was thinking – Mumia as a roommate.
One way ticket to Liberia.
the finger.
To help Cynic, I’ll throw in an orange jumpsuit or a black/white striped one.
@Cynic, my gift would be a cell shared with Moose.
On week-ends, her mother could join them.
Lube and a new prayer rug. Wait, he probably already has those.
AUNTIE YONKERS’
IM-PEACH-MINT DESSERT
In large saucepan, mix 3/4 c. sugar and 1T. unflavored gelatin. Stir in 1 pt. heavy cream until blended. Heat mixture over low flame, stirring constantly, until sugar is dissolved. Remove from heat, beat in 1 pt. heavy cream until blended thoroughly and lumps are dissolved. Stir in 1-1/2 T. peppermint extract and 1 small can of peaches, drained of their liquid and cut into small pieces.
Pour mixture into bowl and refrigerate overnight. Serve topped with peach preserves that have been thinned with a bit of ginger ale, and fresh peppermint leaves as garnish.
Eternity with Hillary.
A brain?
and let me add…Nekkid!
hehehehe!
GFY
Drinking much?
I expected the Yonkers daily rant.
Oh forgot variations:
For sugar-free, use Sweet-n-Low or similar product equal to 12 T. sugar.
For low-cal, low-cholesterol, use same amount plain yogurt.
For harder, ice-creamy texture, freeze overnight.
And the most important part, a message to Obama:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU COMMIE FUCKWIT!
He has to kiss his wife? Too mean?
Duh, an atomic wedgie, and a knuckle sandwich.
Impeachmemt.
HT/greetingsfromyonkers
Tar and Feather treatment:
In a typical tar-and-feathers attack, the mob’s victim was stripped to his waist. Hot tar was either poured or painted onto the person while he was immobilized. Then the victim either had feathers thrown on him or was rolled around on a pile of feathers so they stuck to the tar. Often the victim was then paraded around town on a cart or wooden rail. The aim was to inflict enough miserable pain and humiliation on a person to make him either conform his behavior to the mob’s demands or be driven from town.
Make his name an adjective in the English language, synonymous with ‘crap.’
Some other name thoughts:
The letters in “Obama” rearranged, spell “A mob.”
The letters in “Michelle” rearranged, spell “Leech Mil.”
Letters also put the “RAT” in DemocRAT.”
The letters in Elizabeth Warren’s name, rearranged, spell “Hate biz.”
The letters in “Boeher,” rearranged, spell “Bone her.” (Like anyone worth calling a ‘woman’ would bone him?)
The letters in “Romney,” rearranged, spell “Ye morn.”
The letters in “News media” rearranged, spell “Made swine.”
The letters in “General Electric” (owner of NBC and MSNBC) rearranged, spell “Cancel regret lie.”
The letters in “David Gregory” (of NBC news) spell “Arrived doggy.”
The letters in “Pelosi” rearranged, spell “Lie sop.”
The letters in “Eric Holder,” rearranged, spell “Clod re-hire.”
The letters in “Sharpton” can be used to spell “Trash.”
“Al Sharpton,” rearranged, spells “Slap rant ho.”
The letters in “TheFineReport” rearranged spell “Free rotten hip.” (Come get ’em while you can.)
The letters in “ThePeoplesCube” rearranged spell “Butches pee pole.” (This at least makes sense, considering how many butches the Cube has pissed-off.)
The letters in “Iowntheworld” rearranged spell “Hoedown Twirl.” (Yee-ha!)
But, the words “Obama,” “Boehner,” “Pelosi,” and “Sharpton” will all ultimately be adjectives in the English language, meaning exactly the negative inference what we know they do now.
Ebola?
A big steaming dump on his favorite prayer rug.
Mps, ya beat me to it!
A lot of legal bills in 2015 and thereafter on his dime.
He has a punchable face, no?
Sooooooooooo pow right in the kisser.
Obamacare for life.
Nancy Pelosi in her birthday suit.
A 2 week vacation in Mosul.
A lesson on America beginning with “Listen, you smart Alec mudderflucker…”
Liberia is where the Ebola outbreak is. Get it?
And ending with “Have I made myself clear, perfectly clear”? Dickwad!
A hysterectomy ?
a pair of testicles (maybe mooches’)
a pair of handcuffs and a bad public defender
A felony warrant from the State of Hawai’i for altering legal documents with intent to defraud.
A lie detector test: Check his responses on IRS, VA, Benghazi, Israel-Hamas, ISIS, Obamacare, Putin, fund-raising tour, and countless other issues (including his golf handicap).
A pat on the back.
At least one hard enough to push him out the back ramp of a C-130 at about 12,000 ft.
No chute of course.
10-20 years in the same mexican jail holding that US Marine.
Boot to the head.
EVICTION NOTICE! >:-(
A one way ticket some where….anywhere but here in the USA.
A hot-wired podium.
A slip on the steps of Air Force $1Trillion and a hard landing on his soft spot, i.e., head.
An ill-judged veer into a whirring helicopter blade.
Death by autoerotic asphyxiation, though we can be sure this would be stage-managed into a mock lynching, complete with “KKK” and “GOP” painted on the walls in red paint. Better that it be public and caught live on camera.
Sigh.
A swift kick in his ass.
A one way ticket to Gaza.
An eternity without an audience.
A one-way trip to a guillotine. Televised on Pay-Per-View and all proceeds go toward the national debt.
Responsibility
An anonymously-mailed copy of his marriage license showing his legal birthplace and nationality as something other than U.S./American and a copy of his green card application. Originals in a safe place.
A hot mike when he admits his hatred of America and the stupid idiots that voted for him.
The lifelong opportunity to carry Alloush’s water and his Hello Kitty notebook. Position comes with other “duties as required.”
An indictment.
A nice rope neck tie and a 2 ft drop.
A black dildo, didn’t read the responses, it’s the first thing that came to my mind.
A permanent residency in Leavenworth or Gitmo.
His birthday party should be a role-playing event.
He should get to experience Gadaffi’s painful last hours.
Or Ambassador Stevens’ agonizing demise.
A round of golf with me and my 17 year old daughter to have a few hours of his time and watch her kick his ass so that I could report back to everyone how he really plays.
The same thing Amb. Chris Stevens got the night he died. Over and over.
A free plane ride with seal team 6!
A glassfull of paraquat and a road apple to dunk into it.
I thought this was a joke. It’s not. It’s Bizarro World
a Colombian necktie or to give him a chance to become an Iranian Pinata
A 12′ plot..
I’d like to give him a kick in the ball sack, but the secret service won’t let me anywhere near his golf bag.
A long ride off a short bridge in Teddy’s Oldsmobile.
Ask Beelzebub to give him his soul back, revive his sense of empathy so that he fully realizes how badly he has screwed this nation up. Then O can give us all a sincere apology and stew in remorse for a long time.
a brain, a heart, duh noive…
Actually I’d give his mom a free aborition…50+ years ago.
A South African necklace
A pink slip.
For him to lose his sight and his hearing.
He could lose his voice, too.
A piece of rope and a tree; some assembly required.
Electric Chair !!
Michelle in a G-string jumping out of a kale cake baked with whole wheat organic flour.
My place at breakfast.
his own private cell
I was thinking – Mumia as a roommate.
One way ticket to Liberia.
the finger.
To help Cynic, I’ll throw in an orange jumpsuit or a black/white striped one.
@Cynic, my gift would be a cell shared with Moose.
On week-ends, her mother could join them.
Lube and a new prayer rug. Wait, he probably already has those.
AUNTIE YONKERS’
IM-PEACH-MINT DESSERT
In large saucepan, mix 3/4 c. sugar and 1T. unflavored gelatin. Stir in 1 pt. heavy cream until blended. Heat mixture over low flame, stirring constantly, until sugar is dissolved. Remove from heat, beat in 1 pt. heavy cream until blended thoroughly and lumps are dissolved. Stir in 1-1/2 T. peppermint extract and 1 small can of peaches, drained of their liquid and cut into small pieces.
Pour mixture into bowl and refrigerate overnight. Serve topped with peach preserves that have been thinned with a bit of ginger ale, and fresh peppermint leaves as garnish.
Eternity with Hillary.
A brain?
and let me add…Nekkid!
hehehehe!
GFY
Drinking much?
I expected the Yonkers daily rant.
Oh forgot variations:
For sugar-free, use Sweet-n-Low or similar product equal to 12 T. sugar.
For low-cal, low-cholesterol, use same amount plain yogurt.
For harder, ice-creamy texture, freeze overnight.
And the most important part, a message to Obama:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU COMMIE FUCKWIT!
He has to kiss his wife? Too mean?
Duh, an atomic wedgie, and a knuckle sandwich.
Impeachmemt.
HT/greetingsfromyonkers
Tar and Feather treatment:
In a typical tar-and-feathers attack, the mob’s victim was stripped to his waist. Hot tar was either poured or painted onto the person while he was immobilized. Then the victim either had feathers thrown on him or was rolled around on a pile of feathers so they stuck to the tar. Often the victim was then paraded around town on a cart or wooden rail. The aim was to inflict enough miserable pain and humiliation on a person to make him either conform his behavior to the mob’s demands or be driven from town.
Make his name an adjective in the English language, synonymous with ‘crap.’
Some other name thoughts:
The letters in “Obama” rearranged, spell “A mob.”
The letters in “Michelle” rearranged, spell “Leech Mil.”
Letters also put the “RAT” in DemocRAT.”
The letters in Elizabeth Warren’s name, rearranged, spell “Hate biz.”
The letters in “Boeher,” rearranged, spell “Bone her.” (Like anyone worth calling a ‘woman’ would bone him?)
The letters in “Romney,” rearranged, spell “Ye morn.”
The letters in “News media” rearranged, spell “Made swine.”
The letters in “General Electric” (owner of NBC and MSNBC) rearranged, spell “Cancel regret lie.”
The letters in “David Gregory” (of NBC news) spell “Arrived doggy.”
The letters in “Pelosi” rearranged, spell “Lie sop.”
The letters in “Eric Holder,” rearranged, spell “Clod re-hire.”
The letters in “Sharpton” can be used to spell “Trash.”
“Al Sharpton,” rearranged, spells “Slap rant ho.”
The letters in “TheFineReport” rearranged spell “Free rotten hip.” (Come get ’em while you can.)
The letters in “ThePeoplesCube” rearranged spell “Butches pee pole.” (This at least makes sense, considering how many butches the Cube has pissed-off.)
The letters in “Iowntheworld” rearranged spell “Hoedown Twirl.” (Yee-ha!)
But, the words “Obama,” “Boehner,” “Pelosi,” and “Sharpton” will all ultimately be adjectives in the English language, meaning exactly the negative inference what we know they do now.
Ebola?
A big steaming dump on his favorite prayer rug.
Mps, ya beat me to it!
A lot of legal bills in 2015 and thereafter on his dime.
He has a punchable face, no?
Sooooooooooo pow right in the kisser.
Obamacare for life.
Nancy Pelosi in her birthday suit.
A 2 week vacation in Mosul.
A lesson on America beginning with “Listen, you smart Alec mudderflucker…”
Liberia is where the Ebola outbreak is. Get it?
And ending with “Have I made myself clear, perfectly clear”? Dickwad!
A hysterectomy ?
a pair of testicles (maybe mooches’)
a pair of handcuffs and a bad public defender
A felony warrant from the State of Hawai’i for altering legal documents with intent to defraud.
A lie detector test: Check his responses on IRS, VA, Benghazi, Israel-Hamas, ISIS, Obamacare, Putin, fund-raising tour, and countless other issues (including his golf handicap).
A pat on the back.
At least one hard enough to push him out the back ramp of a C-130 at about 12,000 ft.
No chute of course.
10-20 years in the same mexican jail holding that US Marine.
Boot to the head.
EVICTION NOTICE! >:-(
A one way ticket some where….anywhere but here in the USA.
A hot-wired podium.
A slip on the steps of Air Force $1Trillion and a hard landing on his soft spot, i.e., head.
An ill-judged veer into a whirring helicopter blade.
Death by autoerotic asphyxiation, though we can be sure this would be stage-managed into a mock lynching, complete with “KKK” and “GOP” painted on the walls in red paint. Better that it be public and caught live on camera.
Sigh.
A swift kick in his ass.
A one way ticket to Gaza.
An eternity without an audience.
A one-way trip to a guillotine. Televised on Pay-Per-View and all proceeds go toward the national debt.
Responsibility
An anonymously-mailed copy of his marriage license showing his legal birthplace and nationality as something other than U.S./American and a copy of his green card application. Originals in a safe place.
A hot mike when he admits his hatred of America and the stupid idiots that voted for him.
ELECTRO SHOCK THERAPY
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electroconvulsive_therapy
This shit is brutal
Xploding birfday cake candles
Life + 20 years in Angola.
AIDS or ALS, take your pick. 😡
He may already have AIDS though. 😉
GOD’S wrath.
The lifelong opportunity to carry Alloush’s water and his Hello Kitty notebook. Position comes with other “duties as required.”
An indictment.
A nice rope neck tie and a 2 ft drop.
A black dildo, didn’t read the responses, it’s the first thing that came to my mind.
A permanent residency in Leavenworth or Gitmo.
His birthday party should be a role-playing event.
He should get to experience Gadaffi’s painful last hours.
Or Ambassador Stevens’ agonizing demise.
A round of golf with me and my 17 year old daughter to have a few hours of his time and watch her kick his ass so that I could report back to everyone how he really plays.
The same thing Amb. Chris Stevens got the night he died. Over and over.
A free plane ride with seal team 6!
A glassfull of paraquat and a road apple to dunk into it.
I thought this was a joke. It’s not. It’s Bizarro World
http://blazingcatfur.blogspot.com/2014/08/obama-admits-obama-is-sad-lonely-needy.html
a Colombian necktie or to give him a chance to become an Iranian Pinata
A 12′ plot..
I’d like to give him a kick in the ball sack, but the secret service won’t let me anywhere near his golf bag.
A long ride off a short bridge in Teddy’s Oldsmobile.
Ask Beelzebub to give him his soul back, revive his sense of empathy so that he fully realizes how badly he has screwed this nation up. Then O can give us all a sincere apology and stew in remorse for a long time.
a brain, a heart, duh noive…
Actually I’d give his mom a free aborition…50+ years ago.
A South African necklace
A pink slip.
For him to lose his sight and his hearing.
He could lose his voice, too.
A piece of rope and a tree; some assembly required.
Electric Chair !!
Michelle in a G-string jumping out of a kale cake baked with whole wheat organic flour.
His own room at Alcatraz