Baron's Reanimation Experiment Stirs Controversy
Showing posts with label Veepenstein. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Veepenstein. Show all posts
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Veepenstein #18
In order to produce enough plutonium for an atomic bomb,
you first have to start a Cheney reaction, like this one.
at
3:54 PM
Labels:
Bombs,
Dick Cheney,
Veepenstein,
Weapons
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
When the Baron needs to travel above ground, he uses
a hot-air balloon modeled after one of his heroes.
at
2:30 PM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Movies,
Veepenstein
Monday, July 9, 2007
Blue-State elephants and Red-State elephants agree
Sicko Dicko is the best drive-in movie to come along
since I Eat Your Skin.
at
12:54 PM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Elephants,
Republican Party,
Veepenstein
Friday, July 6, 2007
The Baron had always wanted to have his picture
taken with Ozymandias. One day, he got his wish.
at
2:01 PM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Poetry,
Veepenstein
Friday, June 29, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
When the Baron needs someone to vivisect the Constitution,
he calls on David Addington, who is also credited with being
the butt of the world's first 'lawyer joke'.
at
5:19 AM
Labels:
Constitution,
David Addington,
Dick Cheney,
Veepenstein
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
The Baron's cardiovascular condition requires him to
watch what he eats. Following his doctor's advice, he
is now on the Bubble-Bubble-Toil-and-Trouble Diet.
at
5:40 AM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Food,
Health,
Veepenstein
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
After his annual inspection, it was determined the Baron needs
to have his cardiac defibrillator replaced. "Pay me now or pay
me later," the automotive technician told him.
at
11:36 AM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Health,
Veepenstein
"Where, you ask, is the Office of the Vice President?
It's in an Undisclosed Location, you nosy nimrod!"
at
5:19 AM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Veepenstein,
Vice President
Monday, June 25, 2007
The Baron couldn't have cared less if he was called
Hemorrhoidus Maximus, so long as he appeared on
the cover of Time.
at
12:32 PM
Labels:
Dick Cheney,
Time Magazine,
Veepenstein
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