Gosh, yaknow it’s just so doggone heartwarmin but also bitterscotch when you hear bout a real American family like The Simpsons, thrivin for nearly 25 years but still strugglin with those middle classed normal values (however those folks do it there) with farmers now not even able to have a cow in the charmin hamburg of Springfield where I do hope to visit one day on my One Notion colossal bus extravaganza and investigative talkin tour along this great nation seein the many Homers, Marges, Brets, Lisas and that little Maddie Simpson with her pacifier all fallin down there, bein just outta reach like the American dream she usedta be able to aim over at and grab aholda with her four fingers as our forefathers did, like many families I animatedly voiceover to about how they try grabbin onto those things but now can’t cuz of Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa’s opposable failed policies like a thumb in our eye, and his caratoonerish orders (like that Mr. Barnes does as Homer’s dear leader, blastin the American dream to smithersreens) across this great nation, sketchin us in the wrong direction, drawin us down and away from where we were tryin to renew America over to when Jomcain the Mavrik and Joe the Plumber sometimes and I were put there with speeches and fashions and neck-tightenin’ barbs and snappy sayins, just how Bret Simpson does it now for 25 years comin up (by which time we may have taken our country back by then goshdarnit).
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