Lately it appears to me that having politicians in control of our economy is like having a retard at the controls of a Boeing 767.   And he’s not a nice happy friendly retard that has a head full of rainbows and unicorns.  He’s the nasty violent type that tries to pull your daughter off of her bike into a southern Illinois cornfield and rape her. 

Its not a comfortable feeling.

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