I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream?

I’ve received this e-mail twice, so I thought it was worth posting before I head outta here. Crap! I’m already running late!











–>From a teacher in the Nashville area – –

“We are worried about ‘the cow’ when it is all about the     ‘Ice Cream. ‘The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while     teaching 3rd grade. The last Presidential election was heating up and some     of the children showed an interest. I decided we would have an election for     a class president. We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign     speech and the class would vote. To simplify the process, candidates were     nominated by other class members. We discussed what kinds of     characteristics these students should have. We got many nominations and     from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run for the top spot.
The class had done a great job in their selections. Both candidates were     good kids.

I thought Jamie might have an advantage because he got lots of parental     support.

I had never seen Olivia’s mother.

The day arrived when they were to make their speeches.

Jamie went first.

He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place.
He ended by promising to do his very best.

Everyone applauded and he sat down.

Now is was Olivia’s turn to speak.

Her speech was concise. She said, “If you will vote for me, I will     give you ice cream.” She sat down.

The class went wild. “Yes! Yes! We want ice cream.”

She surely would say more. She did not have to.

A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream? She     wasn’t sure. But no one pursued that question. They took her at her word.

Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it…She didn’t know.

The class really didn’t care. All they were thinking about was ice cream…

Jamie was forgotten. Olivia won by a landslide.

Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and 51.4 % of     the people reacted like nine year old’s.

They want ice cream.

The other 48.6% percent know they’re going to have to feed the cow and     clean up the mess.”

This is the ice cream Obama promised us!

Remember, the government cannot give     anything to anyone that they have not first taken away from someone else.
Did you vote for the ice cream?





6 thoughts on “I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream?

    • You shall pay for your insolence, daddy. Be afraid. Very afraid. I’ve got Haagen Dazs Rocky Road and Ben and Jerry’s Half Baked. Your ass is mine, daddy! Uh-huh!

      If you decide to behave like a good little boy, I shall place it in the cone of your choosing. Otherwise, I’ll send B. the broccoli boy over for your favourite green.

  1. ah yes- and the other 48% wanted free shit given to the corporations that would (marginally) trickle down to them as lower prices.

    Umm- sorry. I don’t know a single Obama voter who expects free shit. OR who wants to pay less then their fair share. But I do know a hell of a lot who are tired of corporate america getting free shit on the backs of hard working americans.

    And how ironis=c is this anyway- as it is the red states who lead in taking more federal money then they put in, and are at the bottom of adding to the nations GDP ?

    Hypocrisy. Or do you need me to goole that for you? http://bit.ly/sgePXh

    • Drug boy, govt. welfare is akin to the highway henchman, and I am for neither individuals nor corporations receiving our stolen money. And be honest, D.; do you really think an individual or corporation would admit that they were taking your money?

      As far as the red states and the blue states; that has been brought up and linked to several times on this site. Please don’t make me do the search. Of course, you can always twist my arm if you’ve got some Sensimilla S’mores. (The Psiloicybin Sno-Balls gave me gas………………I know, TMI. But hey, but I got rid of a crowd!)

      Thankfully, I learned how to google yesterday. Just think, drug boy; our threesome fantasies are coming true; we are now in bed with Big Brother.

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