I’ve seen this a few places. Not sure who to attribute it to. But, I think it fits.
I’m Your Worst Nightmare. I am a BAD Republican.
I like big cars, big cigars and naturally big racks. I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some mid-level governmental functionary with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts squirting out babies. I don’t care about appearing compassionate. I think having with guns doesn’t make you a killer.
I believe its called the Boy Scouts for a reason.
I think I’m better than the homeless. I smell better, look better and act better, anyway. I am not the real Slim Shady, so I think that I’m gonna stay seated right here in this damn comfy chair. I don’t think being a minority makes you noble or victimized. I don’t care if you call me a racist, a homophobe or a misogynist. I am not tolerant of others because they are different. I know that no matter how big Jennifer Lopez’s ass gets, I’ll still want to see it.
I don’t celebrate Kwanzaa.
I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac, you do it in English. I don’t use the excuse “it’s for the children/environment” as a shield for unpopular opinions or actions. I want to know when MTV became such crap. I think getting a hummer is sex, and every man is entitled to at least one extremely sloppy one per month. I know what the definition of is is. I think Oprah’s eyes are way too far apart. I didn’t take the initiative in inventing the Internet. I thought the Taco Bell dog was funny. I want them to bring back safe and sane all fireworks.
I believe no one ever died because of something Ozzy Osbourne, Ice-T or Marilyn Manson sang. I think that being a student doesn’t give you any more enlightenment than working at Blockbuster. I’ve never mourned a dead goldfish. I don’t want to eat or drink anything with the words light, lite or fat-free on the package. I believe everyone has a right to pray to their God or gods, while I pray that the test results come back negative. My heroes are Abraham Lincoln, Orson Wells, Ronald Reagan and whoever canceled Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman. I think creative violence makes movies more interesting and terrorists more dead.
I don’t hate the rich. I don’t pity the poor.
I know wrestling is fake, but I still think The Rock could kick my butt. I know global warming is junk science. I’ve never owned or was a slave, I didn’t wander forty years in the desert after getting chased out of Egypt, I haven’t burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks and neither have you, so shut-the-fuck-up already. South Park still makes me laugh. I think you can respect and admire women while mentally undressing them. I believe a self-righteous liberal with a cause is more dangerous than a PlayStation and Grand Theft Auto. I want to know which church is it exactly where the Rev. Jessie Jackson preaches. I think explosions are cool. I don’t care where Ellen puts her tongue. I think the cops have every right to shoot your sorry ass if you’re running from them. I thought Spinal Tap was great, but Rob Reiner can still kiss my ass.
I worry about dying before I get even.
I’ve discovered that DVD is better than Laserdisc, and Blu-ray and HDDVD aren’t worth the cost. I like the convenience of buying oranges while I’m waiting at a stop-light, and I’m pretty sure the Latina midget selling them to me is glad she no longer lives in a refrigerator packing carton outside Ensenada. I figured out Bruce Willis was dead midway through The Sixth Sense but enjoyed it anyway. I think turkey bacon sucks. I want somebody to explain to me exactly why it’s wrong to point out that when I watch a freeway chase, I know the losers the police eventually pull out of the car are gonna be a gang-banging hommies or vatos. I believe that it doesn’t take a village to raise a child, it takes a parent. I think tattoos and piercings are fine if you want them, but please don’t pretend they are a political statement, or make you different or special, because all your friends have them too.
I like hard women, hard liquor and an easy bowel movement first thing in the morning. I believe you don’t have to speak with a lisp to pick out a couch for your living room. I’ll admit that the only movie that ever made me cry was Old Yeller. I didn’t realize Dr. Seuss was a genius until I had a kid. I will not conform or compromise just to keep from hurting somebody’s feelings. Sometimes I throw my soft drink can in the trash, even when the recycle bin is just a few more steps. Making love is fine, but sometimes I wanna get laid. I’m neither angry nor disenfranchised, no matter how desperately the mainstream media would like the world to believe otherwise.
I don’t think just because you were not born in this country, you qualify for any special loan programs, gov’t sponsored bank loans, etc., so you can you can open a hotel, c-store, trinket shop, or any damn thing else.
I did not go to some foreign country and risk my life in vain and defend our constitution so that you can tell me it’s a living document ever changing and is open to interpretation.
I believe a self-righteous liberal with a cause is more dangerous than a Hell’s Angel with an attitude.
I own a gun, you can own a gun, and any red blooded American should be allowed to own a gun, but if you use it in a crime then you will serve the time. A rubber band and a paper clip is a dangerous weapon in the hands of someone with malicious intent.
I think Bill Gates has every right to keep every penny he made and continue to make more. If it pisses you off, invent the next operating system that’s better and put your name on the building. Ask your buddy that invented the Internet to help you.
I don’t believe in hate crime legislation. Even suggesting it pisses me off. You’re telling me that someone who is a minority, gay, disabled, another nationality, or otherwise different from the mainstream of this country has more value as a human being that I do as a white male. Hell, if someone kills anyone, I’d say that it’s a hate crime.
We don’t need more laws! Let’s enforce the ones we already have.
I believe that it doesn’t take a village to raise a child, it takes a parent with the balls to stand up to the kid and spank his butt and say “NO”.
I will not be frowned upon or be looked down upon or be made to keep silent because I have these beliefs and opinions.
I thought this country allowed me that right I will not conform or compromise just to keep from hurting somebody’s feelings.
Yes, I’m a bad Republican. And I vote… even if it rains.