Showing posts with label Dr. Evil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dr. Evil. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

The Dr. McCain Chronicles, Part 1


There has been much speculation concerning how John McCain chose Sarah Palin as his running mate. Speculate no more. In a Potatoe exclusive, we have come into possession of the super-secret audio tape of the top-level meeting that finalized this decision. Without further delay, the transcript:

Dr. McCain: You know, I have one simple request for my Vice President. And that is to have a shark with frickin' laser beam attached to its head! Now evidently my myopic colleague informs me that that cannot be done. Ah, would you remind me what I pay you people for, honestly? Throw me a bone here! What do we have?

Steve Schmidt: A barracuda.

Dr. McCain: [pause] Right.

Steve Schmidt: Sarah Barracuda.

Dr. McCain: Is she ill tempered?

Steve Schmidt: Absolutely. Like a pit bull with lipstick.

Dr. McCain: Oh well, that's a start.

Riveting stuff. But it didn’t end there. What was their first meeting like?

Dr. McCain: Hello Sarah.

Sarah Palin: Hi.

Dr. McCain: I'm your running mate. Dr. McCain.

Sarah Palin: I've met you once my whole life and now you just show up and *expect* a relationship? I hate you. What?

Dr. McCain: Can I have a hug?

Sarah Palin: No.

Dr. McCain: Give me a hug.

Sarah Palin: No way.

Dr. McCain: Come on. Let's go. Pronto.

Sarah Palin: What are you doing?

Dr. McCain: I'm with it. I'm hip. Tucka, tucka, tucka, tucka, tucka, uh. Well, don't look at me like I'm friggin' Frankenstein! Come here and give your running mate a hug.

Sarah Palin: Get away from me, you puff-faced psycho!

[Dr. McCain runs after Sarah with his arms out]

Dr. McCain: Hug, hug, hug.

At first, they got along, but when McCain’s poll numbers started to decline, tension between the two mavericks began to build.

Dr. McCain: Sarah, I want you to meet my nemesis, Barack Obama

Sarah Palin: What? Are you going to just let him campaign like that? Why don't you just bring up Reverend Wright?

Dr. McCain: I have an even better idea. I'm going to place him in an easily escapable moral quandary involving an exaggerated relationship with Bill Ayers.

Dr. McCain: All right Steve, begin the unnecessarily boring robocalls.

Sarah Palin: Wait, aren't you even going to mention Wright? Obama can address the Ayers issue!

Dr. McCain: No no no, I'm going to leave Wright alone and not actually read the polls about whether the Ayers attacks are effective, I'm just gonna assume it all went to plan. What?

Sarah Palin: I have a tape of Wright, in my room, you give me five seconds, I'll get it, I'll come back down here, BOOM, it'll blow their campaign out!

Dr. McCain: Sarah, you just don't get it, do ya? You don't.

How did it all turn out? Tune in next time . . .

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Truuuuuuue, but...

I like this ad a lot. Sure, it's sort of simplistic, but it uses the always classic approach of making the other guy paint himself as a dumbass with his own words. It's like that game you used to play with your little brother where you grab his arm and make him hit himself in the face over and over, all while asking him "why are you hitting yourself? Why do you keep hitting yourself?" Then your father comes in to the room in a drunken rage and beats you with his belt and when you start crying angrily slurs "I'll give you something to cry about." Actually, the new ad isn't much like that at all, but it reminds me that this Sunday is visiting day at Sing Sing.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

"Breast of Fresh Air?"

Did John McCain refer to Sarah Palin as a "breast of fresh air" tonight?

Developing story . . .

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Dr. McCain


"I'm cool. I'm with it. I've got a healthcare plan. Tucka, tucka, tucka, tucka, tucka, uh. Well don't look at me like I'm freakin that guy, give your Senator a hug."
(hat tip to Beeker)