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Showing posts with label Dont Touch My Junk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dont Touch My Junk. Show all posts
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Now, this is good stuff, a parody loosely based on the rap hit "Baby Got Back" (well, maybe not, but that's the only rap song I know!).
If your preference is Country Music, listen to this song parody "Help You Make it to Your Flight".
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If your preference is Country Music, listen to this song parody "Help You Make it to Your Flight".
Mick Jagger approved.
h/t the notion of the Gadsen - Junk mixup to Dan Collins, who asks, "Would you allow Mary Katherine Ham to touch your junk?"
Why, sure! But not whilst standing in line to board a sealed, airtight aluminum cylinder. Can't we find a bunk?
Just don't fly. It's that simple, Americans! Starve the junk-fondling beast, TSA. If we stop flying, the airports will opt to bring in private security, booting out Janet Renapolitano's thugs. We shrink government AND boost the private sector; what's wrong with that?
John Galt doesn't fly American anymore.
UPDATE: Colorized. Which is better ?
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