Wow, is that Greta? This plane heading south from Anchorage is filled with celebrity news hounds. Hey, those three look familiar! And they get to sit right in front of me. This is cool, to hell with sleeping as this could be a fun ride, eavesdropping. That’s right, everybody is up here interviewing Sarah Palin, the loser. Two drinks please. Boy, can those journalism ladies drink! They are making up a song(in tune to that of the Beverly Hillbilly’s theme song):
Come and listen to a story about pageant queen Sarah,
A bonafide Wasillabilly barely kept herself read.
Then one day she was shootin for some whootin,
And up on her Hotmail came a bumblin’ truth.
Spoiled rotten that is, blogger’s fool’s gold, McCain bait.
Well the first thing you know Sarah’s smarts are questioned fair
Megawitch said Sarah move away from here
Said don’t worry about all you don’t know,
And they loaded up the dog sled and moved to glamour-hill!
D.C. that is
Neiman Marcus looting, hate speech central.
Well now its time to say goodbye to Sarah and all her twins.
And she would like to thank you folks fer kindly snoopin in.
You’re all invited back to this per diem free locality
To have a weep’n helping of this falseitality.
Wasillabilly that is. Can we spell? Ain’t so Joe.
Take your brains off and y’all come back now, y’fear.
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Your intelligence is questionable
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