Are You Ready to Leave the Party of “Republicans Without Gonads”?

Now why can’t America do that? Washington, DC just ain’t big enough for two roosters, and one of them has to go or else nothing will get done. The Democrat party reminds me of a little Banty rooster. They’re small, but feisty as all get-out. I’ve seen them take on bigger, stronger rivals and run them out of town on a rail.

And that’s exactly what Democrats do to Republicans. They walk up, spike them three or four times and the Republican chicken backs off. I find that incredibly frustrating. Why do we continue to back a rooster with no spurs? But I’m not being entirely fair. Republicans have big spurs; they just don’t have the gonads to use them.

Lately, I’ve been thinking more and more about a third party. Yesterday the Republican party called me on the phone … again.

“Hello, this is Sammy Sterile, and I’m calling on behalf of the Republican Committee to restore its gonads.”
“Click.” I hung up.

Here’s the bottom line: America needs a viable alternative to the party of Republicans without balls. Marco Rubio wants amnesty. Michelle Bachman wants to continue NSA domestic spying. Maybe it’s time we changed mascots. Instead of the jack-ass, Democrats should adopt the Japanese Beetle. While the Republicans should become the RINO or better yet, the mule, since they lack the ability to breed.

Quite frankly, I’m done playing their silly little word games, and I’m ready to take “my” balls and go home. I’m just not sure where home is anymore.

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