Monday, October 24, 2005

Cindy, Cindy, Cindy....


I was curious to know how Mother Sheehan would top her "Getting-fondled-for-peace" stint a couple weeks ago. Seems the kinky bitch is taking her voyuerism a step further and upping the ante to bondage now.

I'm going to tie myself to the fence and refuse to leave until they agree to bring our troops home.

(All the while singing Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me to boot.)

Now granted, it would be quite the eye-sore to keep her there in front of the White House until the end of the war, but I'd love to see how long she would actually make it. The media would only would have cameras set up for the first day or two at most. After that, she only gets the attention of passers-by.

Question for all you Cindy fans. Do you honestly believe she would really stay there until the troops come home if no one was watching?

If anyone in the DC police department is reading this, please don't arrest her. As a matter of fact, tighten the rope.

'Preciate it.

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