Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaama's Speech Is Nauseatin And Who Should Know More About Nasueatin Than Me Doggonit Goshdarnit Youbetcha And So Forth ...

Doggonnit, if there's anyone who is an authority figurine when it comes to nauseatin speeches across this great nation from coast to coast, I am the "go-to-gal" for chokingly gastric speechforths and wordforms that bring up more than just current topics (if you know what I mean (LOutLOL)) durin these campaign times when the negative ads get "hot and heavy" even from within my air-conditioned One Notion Bus (Sarah's Ark) where I am witness to those destructive and regurgitatingly unswallowable comments made by Brak Obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaama which made it nearly impossible for me and Tad to keep down our Chick-Fil-A delicious free speech chicken as we traveled from coast to coast to show the real Americans that we have to take the country back but luckily we had some cloths aboard the bus which came in handy when we cleaned up the radical mess that we projected upon ourselves through our reactions to the comments that came from the White House which felt like air sickness does indeed feel, except we were on a bus so it was one if by land, as our foundin father Paul Revere actually did say across the nation in New England when he rode atop Rafalca through Lexington, Concord and Welch's to warn the British of those bells that rang throughout this wonderful revolutionary colonial country back durin those days when we were just formin ourselves, without throwin up.

The Curiosities Of Mars Are A Wonderful Question Mark For The Lunar Rover In Our Solar System And So Forth ...

Dogonnit, it is such a goshdarn wonderful event that I must weigh in on up there youbetcha for our continent across this great nation for us to be drivin the lunar rover onto those solar system planets with spooky Martian habitats that we have enjoyed from coast to coast, in those proud American traditions that Jomcain the Mavrik and I upheld durin the GOP convention down here on our own planet, with various discoveries, journeys and wardrobes that we were pressure fitted into across the universe (although we did not use space materials or heat-shieldin lipsticks then), much like those tours I now host on my One Notion Bus where we greet the real earthbound Americans to boldly blastoff to where no man has gone to before, much like Newt Gingrich, one of our forefathers, proposed about goin to the moon Alice, with its vast colonies and waterways, holdin several opportunities for us to take the country back in November, or at least move to a place where the weightless grip of socialism that has now entered our atmospheres there in Washington can be a far away thing (much like our Russian neighbor Alaska) to be jetted to go somewhere else, which is the great traditional way which commenced countdown with Paul Revere, ignitin upon his horse Rafalca, reachin for the stars while ringin those British bells to warn us all of the future exploratory operations to come someday in a galaxy far, far, up, up, and away.