We deliver for you

April 12, 2018 ~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 6 Comments

Soon to be thrown through a major White House window.

I dunno why Orange Julius Caesar is going after Amazon and the U.S. Postal Service.

People are gonna read that James Comey book even if they have to go to an actual bookstore and pick it up themselves.

Here’s your hat, there’s the door . . .

April 11, 2018April 11, 2018 ~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 12 Comments

Don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya, bub.

Lyin’ Ryan is fixin’ to hit the door running, say The Atlantic, The Washington Post. and The New York Times.

No doubt the Squeaker of the House wishes to spend more time with the family. The Gambinos, perhaps, since the Trumps have proven to be heavy lifting for a fellow with a spine of Jell-O.

I guess it’s true what they say: When the going gets tough, the tough get going. I mean, just look at him go!

Hail to the Queef

April 10, 2018 ~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 5 Comments

The president will see you now.

So this lawyer walks into a bar. …

April 9, 2018April 10, 2018 ~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 17 Comments

Just another working girl. | *Photo on loan for the purposes of satire and parody from the New York Post.*

It’s simple, really. Like the rest of us, the FBI simply wants to know:

Did he have to put the $130,000 in her G-string, one buck at a time?

The lizard kings

April 9, 2018 ~ Patrick O'Grady ~ 13 Comments

Scott Pruitt and Mick Mulvaney enjoying a good laugh at our expense.

“Drain the swamp,” my large, pale, Irish-American arse.

Why, it’s gotten so swampy up there in DeeCee that even the alligators are wearing alligator shoes.