“You’re only President… for life”. – Robert Davi in License to Kill
Hugo Chavez is a douche.
I don’t want to get into an argument about socialism, mind you. The thing that struck me funny in the referendum is that he would be able to be re-elected INDEFINITELY! I wonder if he slipped that in the middle of a speech somewhere: “Okaaaaaay…. In this referendum your government will oversee the banking a little sharper….ummmm let’s see… i’llbepresidentforever…. ummmm…. The government will blah blah blah”. Right then, Senor’ Columbo in the back of the room was like “Saaaaay, what was that middle part again”?
A good friend of mine has a great story that I hope he wouldn’t mind if I shared in brief. Just in case he does, let’s call my friend “The Golden Boy” for the sake of the story. This is from when we were very young for reference sake. There’s another kid in the story, let’s call him “Fuck-knuckle”. So, Fuck-knuckle approaches the Golden Boy and suggests they make a club, and potentially a tree fort to go with. G.B thought that was fine at first. That is, until Fuck-knuckle wanted to hold their first meeting of the club. This idiot hands the Golden Boy a chain of command list, including President, Vice President, Treasurer, and several more empty spots. Only two positions were filled:
PRESIDENT: “Fuck-knuckle”
VICE PRESIDENT: “The Golden Boy”
TREASURER:
SECRETARY:
Now, you may think that G.B. was miffed to see that he lost the Presidency without a vote. Truthfully, he couldn’t care less about that. His concern was when he looked more carefully over the list & noticed the instatement of club FEES! This particularly concerned him because everybody in the club had to pay fees… except…. guess who? El Presidente Fuck-Knucko, of course.
I’ll give that sheister this much credit.. he found a clever way to take money from other kids. But in the long run, he appears to be an earlier version of Hugo. A BIG douche!
None of my beeswax, but congrats to Venezuela. Don’t forget that which should be disposable.




I think I used to play 21 as a kid with Fuck-Knuckle. This was in the time before I had nailed down all the 2 or 3 rules of BlackJack.
He was always the dealer and always managed to come up with convincing reasons why his 16 or 24 always beat my 21.
I think he was Napoleon in Orwell’s Animal Farm.
like your other blogs too.
planetross
April 11, 2008
I’ve been Boxer many-a-times myself, PlanetR. There are Napoleons everywhere, huh?
Pomeroy!
April 12, 2008