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000 jobs cut, 18, Big Bird, Big Bird Survives, hostess, Twinkies Are Dead. You Can Thank Mrs. Obama For This With Her "Veggies For Commies" Program, You chose the bird over a cake.
The other day: Twinkie’s were Getting Killed By Obama’s Economy, 627 Hostess Jobs Cut, now, all 18,000 workers have no jobs because of a union strike. Dumb morons. You stupid lib-Dems were worried about Big bird. Now we have lost Twinkies. Mrs. Obama is really the one that murdered off Twinkie. That Veggie program the ugly bitch had going really killed them off.
You chose the bird over a cake. How dumb can you be? Well, truly, we deserve what’s coming (as a whole.) I ate some Twinkies yesterday. I was anticipating this. Very sad. An American cake is gone with the wind. Big bird, the ‘gay’ prey lives.
“They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.” ― Benjamin Franklin
Hope that AZ invite’s still open
Come on up, 1977.
Eat green peas Amerikaners while the Slave Descendant Whore you re-elected feasts on Wagyu beef .
How much will the next 4 years cost American morons? From 1.4 billion to ……2.4 billion? Enjoy.
Without Twinkies and Ding Dogs the “underclass” will starve to death.
What next? Fried chicken?
Next, they’ll kill off grape soda and Kool Aid and there will be death from dehydration.
Obviously a genocidal plot to empty the ghettos so Soros can buy the projects and put up condos.
****News Flash****
New York Pervert Times
Big Bird is gone. Mr. Bird, whose fag voice and prissy hand gestures have been irritating children and adults for the past 45 years, was found dead in his bird penthouse. Mr. Bird was apparently ganged raped over a period of days by four urban youths–Jamal-Jamal J’Bupkis, Ortonius JeBingBong, Le L’a, and Tyrone Washintoniqua, Jr.
Mr. Bird managed to write his final words in bird seed on the floor.
“I really enjoyed it at first, even though I couldn’t make out a word they were saying—but after awhile it was kinda irritating.”
Big Bird’s colleagues had much to say about their departed friend.
Oscar, the Grouch. “I hated that mincing fruit.”
Elmo. “Big Bird was my friend. What can I say? We spend many an afternoon pleasuring each other under the desk. I will miss his feathers.”
Cookie Monster. “He dead. Ha Ha. Fuck him. Me want cookie.”
Mayor Bloomberg was unavailable for comment, but he was last seen pleasuring himself while looking at videos of Big Bird’s greatest hits. Mr. Bloomberg was heard to say, “He had such a pretty mouth.”
Bird Bird was known to have visited the White House many times. He was overheard telling his chauffeur, “The president was fetching in an off-the-shoulder southern-belle gown. Of course, The Moose, as always, looked like a sack o’ shit.”