Today's Words Gone Wild blasfomys pose a question. These are the, um, words:
unfare
calibor
immagrants
ligimiate beef
mentalty
attourny
discrimated
shooping for food
angery
doiesn't
amatuer
phenominal
terable
Twisted though they are, it won't take you long to figure out who the clues point to. I wish there was a prize involved. There isn't, of course. You'll figure it out anyway, though, won't you? You are, after all, members of the Blasfomy Posse. These are the clues:
The way the press is treating me is unfare, as are the prices of plane tickets these days.
Men of my calibor are often found in high places.
I was recently one of several southward bound immagrants.
I suppose my wife has a ligimiate beef with me -- and South American meat.
I know that people are questioning my mentalty.
I probably need an attourny now, don't I? Several, perhaps -- criminal, civil, divorce, yada yada.
See these tears? No? Somebody bring me another onion! I'm really feeling discrimated against.
No, I wasn't out shooping for food last week. Or hiking.
My whole damn staff is angery at me.
Doiesn't an elected official deserve a little fun occasionally?
My security detail already knows I'm not an amatuer at this kind of thing.
Still, the phenominal sex was worth the terable press.
Who am I?
8 comments:
this is
without doubt
one of your greatest
posts ever, almost, serena joy
great -- almost -- phenominal -- :)
KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, SERENA JOY!
¤ ¤ ¤
/t.
I'm assuming it is that politician can't recall his name.
The Shoop for Food song:
Does this store sell food
How can I tell
All I'm getting is a funky smell
If you wanna know why I shop so slow
It's this stupid cart.
That's what it is.
Unfare...To get your money back after paying for a Subway Token.
Mentalty....Womenshortly!
Angery...One of the many spelling errors that Skank Girl commits, and Sherry's mood afterwards.
Thats enough...:P
Why, thank you very much, /t. This is what comes pouring out when my brain's turning to mush.:)
Roxan, you've come the closest so far in winning the imaginary prize.:) LOL at your "Shoop" song. Betty Everett's probably rolling in her grave.:-)
I see you're in a defining mood today, Galen. You didn't name the guy, but you made me laugh. You get points, invisible though they be, for that.:)
Mother Theresa?
Bozo the clown?
Stephen Hawking?
Charles Manson?
I give up...
Interesting guesses, VE, but ... no cigar.:)
The answer is South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford.
I knew that.
Excellent post.
Thanks, Anyjazz!:)
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