I'm almost ready to talk about
my 2007 tax nightmare (no, it still isn't resolved yet). In the meantime, here are some strange
words from Bill Harnsberger:
Barney Frank = New Bedford towel-snapping champ three years running. Flicked a wart clean off a flea's ass from ten feet in a gale. Blindfolded!
And
here is Bill, channeling Bob Ross:
And we're almost done with our portrait of a teabagger rally on the mall. We've done the Washington Monument, so tall and pointy. And the capitol in the background, regal and grand. Beautiful fall day. Happy little clouds. Perfect day for a rally...
Okay. Next we'll take a dab of white, and reeeeal lightly-light like a feather, a little baby birdy feather-we'll just add in a tiny hint of froth around the corners of their mouths. [dit dit dit dit dit dit] There we go. [dab dab dab] Frothy frothy, like a vanilla milkshake. Very nice.
And finally: we'll take the edge of our little trowel here and add a few protest signs. Wouldn't be a protest rally without protest signs, would it? Course not. [skritch skreetch skritch skreetch] Little signs. Some square, some rectangular. Happy little signs. They're just glad to be there, waving in the air under the sunshine. And we'll just add a few little slogans on 'em, so people who look at our painting will know they're here protesting the federal deficit: "Obama equals Hitler", "Keep government out of my Medicare", "Beck/Palin 2012". And maybe one more: "No Olgiharky, Morans"! There we go.