Those Occupiers Blockin the Walls and Streets Are In The Way And Plus Are Also Creatin A Doggone Traffic Hazard For Progress In This Great Land And Just Need To Get A Job Or Just Stay Home or Go Away To Somewhere Else … And So Forth

Goshdarnit, boy howdy am I ever in high spirits youbetcha that there’s somethin goin on nationwide across this great land of ours that I can take parts in and weigh in on, with my large and expandin base, to be able to get on in there and criticize it about, when my facts are all spread out on cards for me, all easy-like (thank you very much Katie Couric) if you all care to remember that one time when I didn’t know what the jillikers I was audiatin about durin my roll-out (LOutLOL) concernin these so called protestors, but now I am informed enough to poke the stick of the flagpole that flies the flag of the real Americans at them out there through their homemade homes, those unsatisfied occupiers who are so much opposite from those common, down to earth regular folks that I drive by and wave to while ensconed into my big One Notion bus, spreadin words and phrases that I have become so dearly held up for as I go from podium to mall, parkin lot to staged events, rallyin the folks around me like Paul Revere did at Lexington, Concord and Welch’s, ringin and ridin, singin and chidin, plus and also too turnpikin down the roadways and dirtpaths and grottoes laid down these long and many years ago which have become parchmented values preserved in our museums and old books set down by our great, lifeless forefathers who currently are buried under this great nation into those sacred grounds and cemeteries that I pass over and uphold for the sake our nation, and to take the country back from people like Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamaa and those Street Occupiers there, walled off under those unsanitated tents and smell-filled “lean-tos” composted of close quarters that they have trespassed up because of the failed policies of the current administration which thankfully allow me to continue barrelin through the crowds with my speechforths, (but I better watch it with my direct language there about drivin through crowds since that has actually happened, or so they say these things have indeed taken place there on those tent cities, so I guess apparently that’s what Occupational hazards mean for those radical elements, and also too I should give it a rest because back when I used to say those things about lock and load and reload with the targets on the district maps when we put all those violent images up on the interwebs for any crazy uncle to go off on, doubleplus so then when it really did happen with that shootin and for which we were so dearly sorry for, not that we had anything to do with that but to be sensible and just in case, we called our internet folks and so they spitspot took that graphic down youbetcha faster than Superman folds sheets on laundry day, and immediately displeased all of our responsibilities and liables in that area as quick as castor oil through grandma, but anyways I hope people forget about so many things we did in the past, so why the heck am I bringin it up now, well cuz I just guess I can’t stop once I get started on a tonguetrill over there with my wisdom-makins and opinionatin now from here in Buena Vista with the good views I can see out of) where I can look out across the land and latch onto these terrible times in our future that we have down the road for us which we are able to do now in the hopes that the optimism that once gripped this nation like an eagle with its powerful outstretched talents will swoop down again and reclaim all of the things that we lost so we can start from scratch and once again to take back them, boldly led by our soon to be chosen GOP candidate winner (who I don’t know or haven’t expressed an endorsement for yet since things are so up in the air) which is certainly takin its own sweet time by jing, what with the “touchy-feely” issue goin on there with Herb Cain and those accusers poppin out of a cake like in those stageshows and burlesques, and that crazy speechmakin that Rick Perry did the other day with his loose gesturin and unconventional speech patterns with his googly eyes and hair, and then still there’s that Michele Bachmann, for cryin out loud why is she even still there still, but bless her anyway again, with those many children to be responsible for and the husband with his troubles with the controversial behavioral tictacs he uses, and acourse those imbalancin headaches, plus also Mitt Romney with his “which way do I put my shoes on like any other person on Monday or Wednesday in my big house with its strange religious customs and maybe I need to buy a bigger house so I can be livin in a bigger house” which leaves us in doubt about the other days of the week when he puts on his garments and which way the wind will be blowin for him to latch onto, and then there’s the others like Newt Gingrich with his wife Calistic, and her jewelry addiction and that severe and reflective helmethead hairdo that looks like she could cut glass with it (and maybe if she could, she should just do that at the Tiffanys store front window and just reach in and grab those gemstones and other shiny barbells and such things instead of runnin up all those credit card bills (LOutLOL)) so I will endorsificate somebody at some time in the future comin up to keep my relevant position in the industry not dried up like so many jobs and futures for our children that we sadly face and would have been avoided if me and Jomcain the Mavrik had been able to get on in there and legislate the other laws that we wanted to be there in place, and of course with me bein in charge of the Senate if I had been able to accept the award as Vice President durin those times when we tried to do it before my current career as “super booster” and mom and book writer and reality show actress and commentator and what-all across this great nation plus celebrity and other things.

I'm Gonna Gas Up The Big Bus Full Of Gas And Aim It At Iowa For The Upcomin Crocuses Springin Up ... And So Forth

Goshdarnit, yaknow with so much time on my hands nowadays before I decide on who to endorse for the Iowa crocuses that will be poppin up soon for the spring and the general elections that we will be votin on throughout this great land of ours across the nation that was handed down to us by our forefathers long ago at or about those times then in the past when they did those things for the future of all us real Americans to enjoy the benefits of here and now, I’m gettin the Ol’ One Notion Tour Bus all full of gas and family to aim it straight at Iowa to be able to lend my support and incisorable opinionary about the future of the GOP as I see it from where I sit on the gigantic bus or sometimes from a fair and balanced studio or even from my own home broadcast center that was built after we freed up that one rumpus room and cleared out all the hockey mimeobilia and beer cans so that I could comment on those political horizons whenever current things happen in Washington with the career politicians and crony capitalizations that we have goin on now more than ever with 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and his crony socialism that started after we didn’t take back the country to where it was when I and Jomcain the Mavrik and Joe The Plumber (who still hasn’t called me yet to help endorsify him in his new campaign that he’s gonna be doin up there in Ohio shortly) when I was full of swagger and lipsticks and pitbulls and hockey moms then with the spotlights and wardrobes that were surroundin me then on top of all the flashes from the photographers and other shiny events of those times before I got down off my Alaska throne to develop my future careers as you see them now but not so much for me I mean anymore, which started when that Michele Bachmann (and bless her soul with all that she has to keep track of with her busy schedule and those howevermany children she mentions at the drop of a spoon, and her career husband, all of which things there I certainly hope doesn’t affect her ability to lead not only this great nation but also too not to mention her little district up there in Minneconsin plus again the other headaches she has goin on over there which I lost track of some time ago) stood up and got on out there on the podiums and said that she’d be runnin for President by filin some paperwork by the way, durin that first debate before anyone could even get a word in edgewards and so forth about the debatable topics that were gonna be discussed back then when that event was televised at which time and also too bigger than life and twice as natural she shocked the nation into a state of shock and kinda kicked sand all in my face with what she was gonna do all of a sudden, nevermind that I was gonna do it maybe, even though I had been danglin that carrot pie in front of the American public’s stick for a while until I did ultimately decide that I was not gonna run after makin that last minute push for money with my Sarapac standin out on the corner of the internets there like some of those seasonal bell ringers do in the shopping malls and parking lots and streetcorners with their hands outstretched across this nation saying “pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease” just in case I was gonna decide to become President of those United States that I do so love (and frankly my dear as Charlotte O’Hara once heard said to her back then in that epic Southern Hollywood story of historical family and film, reflectin what we stand for and embodied by those radishes and other edible staples that we cannot do without as they supply a vital nutrient that the real American people that I speak at cannot do without, namely Vitamin P as in Patriot, and also too like Paul Revere with his giddyup-and-go bell ringin across Lexington, Concord and Welch’s warning the people as he did (and as I do now with One If By Land and Two if By Sea and Three If By Bus) and you can look it up or do a Gurgle search for it on the computer if you doubt my very word or question my knowledge on [1] those historical current events as that Katie Couric did that one time when she jumped all over me with that big ambush of hers coast to coast like some sort of thing that she is known for with her gotcha journalistic friends in high places ready to swoop down at me from their lamestream media branches of mediaocraty [2] these things that we do represent and I talk about from my podiums which are well researched, portable and linkable, [3] the real truths out there and [4] and so forth) because anyhow I could do such a much better job than the guy we have in the Oval Office there now, hip-hoppin around on his wasteful taxpayer funded bus with his crew there) since money does help folks like me to decide on how to do so many things nowadays with the economy all gummed up the way it is thanks to the failed policies of the current administration which we had nothin to do with as I remember it from the past when those things were bein calculated and baled once my advisors and message typists did explain to me that the baleout had nothin to do whatsoever with farmin or farm equipment or animals per say, which learnin curve I must admit was a beast of burden for me to negotiate when I had all those things goin on, like the reality show to do and book writin and tweetin and facebookins that I had to keep up and on top of with, while balancin my busy personal appearance tours and acourse those duties of wife and mom which I far and widely have been known for throughout my history as can be plainly seen between those times which I will have to jam aside to decide and endorse the actual candidates that we have now, whether the ultimate winner will be Rick Perry, (who has been the head Governor of Texas for an inconsolably long period of time that I just can’t hardly imagine how anyone could get stuck with it for as long as that let alone more than two years youbetcha), or Mitt Romney who I don’t really know that well or am too familiar with his beliefs or special religious beliefs, not that there’s anything immoral or dangerous about those thoughts and myths, or Herb Cain who I have spoken about from time to time with regard to his Nine Nine Nine flavor of the week coupon deal, plus whoever else may jump into the race at the last minute if that is gonna happen which is why I’m gonna hafta wait till the right moment makes itself profitably clear for me to throw my growin and expandin base and support toward that one “King of the Hill” who will be the “top dog” in the upcomin race we have, not just for the future of our great land there but for the future of the great land of our forefather’s children and their offsprings to come is whatfor.

I am So Dearly Beloved Gathered Together Here And Whatnot By the People of Pollland That They Keep Me In Their Percentages There And So Forth …

Gosh yaknow it’s just so benevolutionary for me to be held in such high rigord by the folks of Pollland out there, keeping me up in the national agendas and ticker tapes there, two percentage points ahead of the Newtgrinch there but right on up there, although there is such a drastic change between the Romney numbers bein 26% and my numbers bein 7%, but that’s the great advantage of livin here in the real America from coast to shinin sea, as I’ve said before again, the choice to choose your choices and youbetcha the courage of our forefathers to develop those measures that we do dearly hold up and preach about to this day, sometimes from a bus, sometimes whenever a microphone or such listening devices are shoved into our faces, waitin for a quick-thinkin reply and these things that the lamestream media and gotcha journalism folks live for every day on the airwaves and across the seas and oceans where we are sought out for commentary and opinions, which do so keep me there in the public’s eye right in front of their faces everytime ya reach for the remote, or grab a snack and so forth, but no matter what happens in my varied and regulated career, even those who would write books against me and my family there, the great people of Pollland do so keep me in their charts and minds, because goshdarnit, yaknow folks out there will do justa bout anything for publicity and those things which they use against us with no shame at all, against me I mean and my family units and other thin-skinned members of my staff and so on, what with the book deals comin out and the naked spreadsheets showin all your glory off,

all up there twice as natural as the day you were born and all, sportin the hockey stick pushed out in front of our children’s faces for their innocent eyes to see and whatnot to get all 3-D in there toward the centers of attention gettin circles and other rigid shapes that our present-day shameful gotcha journalism of now (which was NOT the kinda thing I studied when I was goin to colleges) has degenitalized into, especially so and not irregagless of that that Katie Couric mob just waitin to jump ya from a hidden tent down around there, or else pounce on ya with some satellite broadcast live question unrehearsed gathering there, all unscreened and quite frankly, shocking from anywhere across this great nation of ours that our forefathers never could have imagined us to be with, possessin those freedoms and cellphones and remotes and video taped dvds and other wondrous shiny machines that we do so use to get the words out there to the real America, whether it be ONE if by land, TWO if by sea, or THREE if by bus and so forth ...

Youbetcha That Rick Perry Needsta Be Careful About What He Says About the Social Securities And Those Things Because It May Come Back To Bite Him In The Hand And So Forth …

Gosh yaknow I was just so usedta sayin stuff about Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaama every time I open my chops and so on, however youbetcha this time I was just kinda helpin the senior television real American citizen audience folks out there watchin the programs across this great land of ours by explainin to my mini onions who do so tune in, and who listen to my every word like stink on a monkey about these serious social security issues that have been fearfully brought forth by Full Time Governor Rick Perry there with what he said, kinda like I was a greeter at the Wal*mart and such is what I was doin, which may be a good next thing for me to do for the real Americans across our great nation from my One Notion Bus if my other jobs dry up (whatever those other jobs are, come to think of it (LOutLOL)) and so forth, but seriously folks it is such a fearsome thing with the scaremongerage that does so take place under the debate platforms and bleachers so we must be careful to mind what we are told to say these days, what with all the gotcha journalism and that Katie Couric ready to hurdle on up out of a galldarn hedge somewhere and astonish me with a question about things, like that one time when she did it and made me look like some kinda I don’t know what all and so forth...

So Many Things And Charts Out There Askin About Who They Want Made Me Make Up One That Includes Me Youbetcha So I Got In On It And So Forth ...

Recently so many polls have been comin out askin those great folks in this grand land of ours across the country here how many GOP candidates we got goin here nowadays, and are there enough of them runnin around here campainin, like that Michele Bachmann who stole all my thunder there back then, and Mitt Romney up there with his big houses that aren’t big enough for him and so on, plus Rick Perry who kinda stole the thunder from that Michele Bachmann (who, again, kinda stole all my thunder there back then and so on, bless her and so forth with all those kids runnin everywhere and the headaches bouncin off her noggin up there, goin to and fro and such like a bat in a cave there), and also too the kindly Huntsman is also runnin out there still, plus also others who haven’t announced yet (LOutLOL) and others who I can’t think of anymore since most of the graphs and charts I care about have to be doin with me and whether or not I’ll be runnin from another office soon which I still keep danglin around like a carrot on a stick of cheese in front of a big mouse goin round and round in circles the way they do, round and round in a wheel and so forth, and goshdarnit, yaknow I thought it was about time for me to make one of my own measurements of this data — those that I found to be most popular with me and my snatchphrases and soundnibbles that I have become accustomed to, and the real Americans out there have become expectant of me to be with concernin these polls, because I must admit I find these statics to be quite amusin when I they are yaknow, broken up and down and so forth for my behoofs (by my handlers and packagers) and I do so get a cackle out there, with me bein down at the lower ends of such percentages shown, so graphic as they extemporale me to be, but youbetcha I do put myself directly in the hands and faces of the real Americans out there across this great land of ours which was so patriotically set down by our forefathers who did not have the benefits that we have here today now with the Reuters and the Harris surveys and the other things there with Paul Revere and such rides, or even the telegraph situations with those telephone polls ringin along there, and don’t forget the brave federal pony expresses gallupin’ along there (and bell ringin, I forgot about that earlier) so I do so feel that the strong faiths I allocate with the real American peoples at those places will show me and them just how and exactly up where they will want me to fit into the future and whatnot of our politics as they see it (and would want me to be a part in) yaknow to be able to be a great stick off of this great tree of liberty system we have here juttin out for us, and to so dearly want to take back, limb by branch and so on.

Why Take Time Off From Your Job And Go Onto Vacations And Such To Martha’s Vineyard’s When You Can Just Quit Your Job And Do Things Halfway, Even Hobbies Right There In The Middle Of It Like I Did And So Forth...

Goshdarnit, while glidin along here upon my peripathetic bus, I pause and then start thinkin again soon after I snap back about the attention-gettin tictacs that my fellow Governor Rick Perry (except he had his governingship’s job a smidge longer than I did and whatnot) and also addin to those retractable things is all of the scene-stealin behaviors and crazy antiques that Michele Bachmann’s been tearin straight outta my playbook up and all over the lamestream medias these days, but first yaknow acourse —I just wanna say — bless her highly so, and so forth — what with all those multipludes of children to keep track of (and kudzus to her for doin that, especially with those horrid and mental stability-doubtin and debliteratin headaches she’s got runnin wild up in there, plus her husband bein outta the house workin who knows what hours, with his controversial clinics there takin government fundings and then him spendin it by tryin to turn this into that and so forth) so I'll take any kinda publicity that I can be absorbin throughout this great land of ours any old way it comes, as I travel from coast to shore on my immeasurable bus with our members of my family, all actively heritagin the national gratifications of the real Americans as we vantraipse along here with my pride and patriotisms sung so very dearly and closely to my heart and also to my phone plans, (but don’t get me wrong, we are no professional musicians or things like that and gosh, if you ever heard me sing you’d know youbetcha that I was no Stephen Songheim or anyone like that), but as we merrily go along, just as our forefathers would have wanted us to be, me with my porta-podiums to places whenever I goh and wherever I can set them up to stand and deliver my speechbursts and so forth,

punchanjudilly opposite from the bus shenanigans that Brack Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaama’s doin, and plus yaknow, runnin off to Martha’s Vineyard’s and such places where I wouldn’t even probably be able to fit our great big huge mammoth motor vehicle onto (because it’s so exclusionary there — which by the way — I wouldn't have done anyhow because of my image to uphere to) therefore finally now, I bring myself to be rapidly trumpeted to ask all of you real Americans out there within the range of the sound of the thrashold of my voice, this important question which is yaknow, foundated upon the very own personal experiences from me, and here it is I ask you: why in the free world would anyone take a vacation from a full-time job and such, when ya can just up and quit, right in the middle of it, and then once you get freed-up up from those bindin ties, you can go onta do other things (to be able to do) that he did (right at the end of the summer economical tourist season there and all) so that’s why when I was asked about whether I would do such a disrespectfully arrogant thing to the hard-workin American people, I unanimously said these responses in reaction to him rubbin our noses right into it there (those noses which are also placed right in front of our faces) put out of joint (our patriotic noses in front of our real American-faced nose-faces out there) so of course when my opinions and updates were so dearly and rabidly sought after as they often are durin those primetimes when these controversial White House flares are sparked up by those Washington cabinets and so forth (with who knows what-all traditions and ceremonies and other mysterious rituals they’re doin and makin-over now in our nation’s capital there that we wanna take back and so forth concernin our presidencies) I expressed them from my position there under the lights and lenses and such other opticals (when I was specifically asked in those phrases and words) as to whether or not I’d ever be goin on a vacation there at such a time as this (as if I would ever be in that situation to do so, land snakes alive — which is why I do so love to go onto that TV show there because yaknow I feel as though they have elevatored me to soaringly elected offices) which then acourse gets those wishin and hopin and prayin ideas bachrached into the folk’s minds out there, it only makes sense that they continue to warwick my once dusty thinkin patterns and utterances (since, after all, I am springfielded over there at the Fox networks and so forth to be a pandit)

therefore I do garner up my thoughts and prompt myself to respond after carefully honin in on that vacation subject matter (of whether I woulda done such a thing like desert the American people) — well acourse naturally I eventually yaknow said youbetcha — no — I most absolutely would not have definitely and or certainly would have yaknow not (as if like I said before that I’d ever get the goshdarn chance anyway (LOoutLOL)), I mean about bein President and all, even though at present since I don’t want to step on Rick Perry’s toes or smash down on Michele Bachmann’s foot or anything, I still haven’t fully decided whether or not I’m gonna get into the races there once I get my mojones back from Governor Perry if and ever if he stops bein all Texas about things and plus also when I get those things back from that Michele Bachmann once she stops bein all whatever the heck she’s doin around here (bless her and whatnot) in those electoral traditions that we were chasin after, not so long, long ago that one time back when with Jomcain the Mavrik and Joe the Plumber and his identities up there with us on the rallyforths, stringin along with us like a third wheeler there, glimmerin with all the lights and the attentions and wireless microphones and other fashion-ready devices that I had bedraped upon me for my maximum exposurabilities (not discountin those markedly-priced chinstraps and neck-firmin devices and powdered means and so forth (and you ladies out there don’t be submissive and so on about makin the outsides look and feel like the insides of yourself look and feel, because as the famous sayin goes, “you feel as young as your looks make you feel” there)) with those continued whistlestops and weathered effects upon us then across this great land of ours, and besides, speakin of that big expensive wasteful bus that the President newly ordered at the snap of his big fingers with that big thumb thumbin his nose at us there, which again, Charlie, was such a, such a dearly big and squanderfully fritterful abuse of those precious American funds durin this nationally glum economy time and so on, and also don’t forget the recessionary things goin on here today to be able to do it at this poverted time (the lavish vacations, where he keeps goin away at, to places we don’t get into there and again, with his continued luxurious thumbs in our workin class noses toward us) so in this vane, I’m gonna delinernate some projects that I have done halfway, insteada runnin off durin full times I had, which is what I started off to make this entry a subject of when I first mentioned it, oh gosh, I’d say wayback about 15 miles down the road there — that it is to a large extent much more easier to quit a job and to be movin on up and so forth, than it is to just take a break from it (even though when you started it, you and many others out there thought you’d be havin a particular job for maybe even twice as long as you kept it) and aloofly jetoff on your secret service uneconomical bus, especially when there’s more opportunistic opportunities to take over and behoove yourself with, which is what I’ve been doin since resignin from the Alaska job that I rained over for specifically half of that elected time, so here at last, are some of those suggestions and maybe you can do them too in half of your spare time like I did trendfully so, such as for instance, NUMBER ONE, bakin a half a cake

since we know it’s so important to have mostly fair and balanced foodstuffs, but not in the way that Michelle Obama’s tryin to stuff foods into our children’s future mouths and down the real throats of the American people, I mean goshdarnit that’s just not gonna fly around the buttermilk anywhere near my tables and so forth near here, as I have said previously in regards to those ideas of hers that just tip those scales a little too far off balance toward our overweight national children and so on, but the half a cake idea is good because FOR ONE, it only takes half the time that you’d be wastin on it by spendin the full time on a whole cake, and then FOR ANOTHER, you could go on to do other things usin the other half of your bakable time that you didn’t use, for example here’s ANOTHER SECOND HALF OF AN ADDITIONAL IDEA BASED ON THE SECOND PART OF THE FIRST HALF here, intended for those people still with me, especially if you’re the kinda personality like I am, and also are always lookin for broadcastingly speechable attractions to be latchin yourself into, such as a carnival or sideshow or a state fair which I did recently there in Iowa and so forth

or or any old place that draws a mob — then gather round folks (LOutLOL) and listen to this SECOND IDEA HERE (HURRY HURRY UP AROUND HERE AND SO ON) so then how about growin half of a beard for your face

so then you could goh set up some stools and get one of those mountable podiums or such quick-buildable bleacher-like seatin arrangements, especially if there’s not enough room there in the parkin lot or you didn’t call ahead for the permits and so forth, and become a part-time sideshow attraction, since then you’d have all the local built-in natives captivated nearby and right there to listen to the text screechages across this great land of ours that propel out of my face, makin my pronoun cements heard, and plus it would definitely keep their attentions spanned and so forth for your talkin points (the half-beard) since they always would be wonderin which side of your face you were talkin out of (plus you could be doin it as part of such attractions or if a traveling show comes to town with oddities of nature which you could possibly do from a tent on a part-timed basis also only again, taking up half of your time) but if that's not for you, then ONE OTHER THING YOU COULD DO if you’re like me and you get sicka doin things before they’re all the way finished (and gosh most folks here that listen to and soak up my sound-wells mostly are like me), like say you're tired of presidin over a house which happens sometimes after the second year of doin somethin or whatnot, then you just could get rid of half of it but — however please do so be careful crossin the street though, 

because it could be dangerous to be doin it if you don’t look both ways, and the medias will have to restart their movie clips of you with the papparatzies askin ya to retake this and reshoot that and start over again so we can get a good shot and all of those Hollywood terms that they used also too with my movie premiere out there met with hostility and neglect, called “The Undefeated” which lukewarmly was received and faintly so by the public out there, which remind me, you could also half-do a movie there, FOR EXAMPLE HERE THIS THING TO DO when in the middle of a movie if you wanta, just get up and walk right out right when you want to durin the middle if it’s unbearable 

or just not worth it with all the high prices that those films and events cost, not to mention the retractable red carpet that we paid good money for thanks to the nationalistic and generous donations from our friends across this great land of ours,

so if you can’t donate as much as you’d like to, you can always donate half and so forth with these ideas that may provide some guidance as I like to do for the country and our nation, as the forefathers would have me do to hold the attentions of the history makers nearby and also in our not too recently passed ages of long ago were.

Who’s Gonna Pull The Long Straw And Not The Short End Of The Stick In The Straw Pole Game To Get The Big Piece Of The Pie Chart In Order To Be Able To Be The President’s Nominational Winner And So Forth …

Gosh, is this ever excitin youbetcha with the straw pole comin up and plus my fellow Governor Rick Perry there (who actually twice as much outsat me in that job) with that stealin of thunder and whatnot that he’ll be doin over in Iowa from that Michele Bachmann (who kinda stole thunder away from me after I kinda stole thunder away from Mitt Romney that one time with my big movie bomb and entirely plus coincidentally premiered premiere of my biotale namely called “The Undefeated” (LOutLoL)), but cheese whiz it’s all such an excitin game for me to be playin at it though, and I’m just so excistatic and highspirited and such to still be able to be in it, up there chimin on with the folks who are actually and goshdarn seriously considerin actually runnin for high office and whatnot, instead of those folks like Roseanne was the other day when she said she was runnin (but that was nuts) since also please don’t forget about me and what I’ve said throughout this great land of ours about me still decidin about it (whether or not I’ll throw up my hat into the race) from place to place to follow in our forefather’s feet and to be exercisin our freedoms to run which is so very important to the real Americans out there and so on, which starts off in Iowa, where I think the candidates pick straws and then the one who gets the long one (and not the short end of the stick there) gets to run for the president’s nomination so that we will be able to yank it back from where it is now also, (or so that’s how I understand it anyways from where I sit on my immense bus goin from place to place, up and over the hills and hollows of this great nation of ours, stoppin only to refuel our tanks, both figuratively and literary, for this great nation hasta yaknow get back on up there in the sidesaddle youbetcha there or even bareback) (not that there’s anything up there I wanna get into right now and so forth until I do or do not decide to become a serious candidate option, so as to whether I think it is a good or bad thing to be able to choose those things for a style of life or not so to choose them or to not be able to in this land of ours I won’t comment upon now, even with free choice and whatnot which is another subject entirely, so as not to throw off my trains of thoughts here I think we’ll just get back to) airin out my points about the Rick Perry “will he or won’t he” issue here, which has galverized our political lectures, as well as our speechtints and leaninwords as we see them poppin up into the media which empermissions me to be able to comment upon these important issues of the day that the real Americans need to hear about, and more importantly, for them to be able to hear what I have to say about them, as those folks who do turn up to hear my pronoun cements from statewide areas still do keep me up in the discoursery, to be a surveyable person in the political field out there, sometimes croppin up on a big pie chart thrown up on the news programs with my name and then a line, and then a percentage number next to the line which is next to my name which is also at the end of a line next to that pie, as to what I feel about those things (besides hungry because I was talkin so much about pie now (LOutLOL)), compared to the other declared candidates, or whether those folks out there who do take part in the poles answer a question about me, thus makin yaknow, my percentage numbers beside my name (beside that line) for the scores to be higher-up, which is a much different competitional race than the presidential announcement competitions ratchetin up there to be the subject of coffee table discourssions and the ‘water cooler’ and coffeetalk breaks from those places that do the bottled water offerings for the employees in those very offices where we need to get up and movin moreso employment-wise, especially durin these depressed economical eras and also too the budget gaps we find our country ladelin into because of those rehibbable procedures that the Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamaa administration has continually thrown down for us to pick up and put back from where we have had to bend over and take it up, and then put it back onto the shelves from where he threw them down from, which is correctly what our forefathers would have done from their antique shelves with those water bottles and other canteens and revolutionary gourds and flasks of the day that they would have used back then, tryin not to spill those precious drops of freedom that those patriotic ancestors of ours spent so much of their time on, writin them all down by hand with those feathered pens of liberty, graciously and patriotically donated from the eagles who so gallantly gave their quills for the etchin in of freedom’s vocabulars, to be inked upon our soles and heels of our patriots which we follow now, like a tatoo’s permanent reminder of our heritage, one podium at a time’s worth from my standpoints anyhow, as I do it and I step out there and am able to do these things.