“If some of those jobs are lost in this, so be it,” Mr. Boehner said. “We’re broke. It’s time for us to get serious about how we’re spending the nation’s money.”
Wait. Who’s Broke? We’re broke?
You’re broke? Nah. I don’t buy that one.
And who’s we? Not me? You? Don’t lump me into this messy bowl of oatmeal you’ve created for yourself. I’m not spending any of the nation’s money. I’m giving it away in taxes to you so you can buy things you can’t afford.
Mr. Boehner – why do you spell your name with a silent “E”? Does it stand for entitlement? Someone please write me at Ladytigerproductions@yahoo.com and tell me what kind of car this man drives because I highly doubt it’s a hoop tie. Although if it is a hoop tie, I’ll probably dig Mr. Boehner a bit more even though he cries:
Maybe he should cry about the 1 million jobs he’s proposed to cut because we’re broke. Is it just me or did Congress take all the money, spend it on impulse buys and then it blame us? I’m just curious? Do Senators and House Majority Leaders receive phone calls from credit card collection companies now? Because I know when those guys call MY house, the first excuse out of my mouth about why I’m not going to pay is because I’m too broke (right now) to do so.
We’re not broke. We’re broken, you dipshit.