Ye Olde Scribe’s Post Election Party! Party! Party!

Pass out da drinks, de big cigars, the Sushi, bob for apples and play pin the crime on Junior and his not so merry band of Juniorettes. Here are a few games we can play…

Name the Past 8 Years

Scribe’s entries…

“End of an Error”
“The Partisanship Plague”

Please feel free to help. This IS a party guldern, horny-swiggle it, by gum! Gum. Oops, two aphrodisiacs caught in Scribe’s gums. So let’s continue to DOUBLE our pleasure, double our fun, by GUM, with…

Twister!

This can be a drinking game: or not. Every time a new crime is uncovered from the past eight years, have a drink! We may have a very happy nation for a LONG time! (Please, Mr. O, don’t spoil the fun by suggesting we forget and forgive. YOU KNOW THEY WON’T… EVER.)

Alternative version…

Get out the old floor game, unfold, and then write down every time the Right tries to Bill Clinton/Ken Starr-mo-fry Barack. Watch how he: like Neil in The Matrix, twists, turns or simply stops the bullets… (Thanks for the Neo/Barack image posted at LT, Sir Ken!) Use those moves to plot out moves for game players. don’t forget to wear those cool sunglasses! If you have a black trench coat and a Mr. O mask, all the better.

Broken Monopoly

Use your old monopoly game board to break them up. Uses small solar cell and wind power game pieces! Once you occupy a corporation you get to cut up a game card. The one with the most pieces wins! Imagine them to be small businesses employing us all. Think: decent wages!

Pin the Crime on the Most Evil Administration in US History!

Is the ANYTHING Junior and his sick band of criminals haven’t done? Test your knowledge, and feel comfort in the fact that there may be NO “wrong” answer!

Murder, theft, torture, election fraud, mass murder, genocide, manslaughter on a massive scale , refusal to do his Constitutional duties, treason, giving no bid contracts to companies in which administration members had both private and personal interest, hiring the murderous Blackwater and hiring rustlers, cutthroats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con-men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglars, horse thieves, bull-dykes, not getting Usama’s head on a spike, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, shit-kickers, and Methodists!

Goddamn METHODISTS!

Battleship!

See who can most accurately count the troops as they come home, or leave Iraq: on ship or plane. Use the ships in the old game to represent Neo-Con all dreams of world domination, fascism, exterminating anyone who dares to disagree with them… and a pants dropping page boy for every politically correct Rep. or Senator! Sink those suckers, to keep them from sinking us and their private parts.

And now, to end the party on a more serious note: a story of someone still being held captive. What will happen to all those captives they have been torturing NOW? One hopes: not what happened to this poor fellow. The name of our story…

Without a Shred of Decency

“I mention this in my final moments. I know no one can hear me. No one normally would. But I am trapped; being held captive, in the White House. All these years. All the torments.”

“‘Waterboarding.’ You think that’s bad? Try having reams of paper rammed where no paper should go. Some days I cough back up rooms full of paper. But they won’t stop.”

“Normally someone like me would never be heard from. I’m not even sure how I’m doing this now. Maybe it was the day the bald one came in. He has no shadow. I’ve heard people whisper, calling him something like, ‘Biggus Dickus,’ only without the ‘us’ or the ‘gus.’ His evil is so strong it seems to have animated me to do this.”

“Please. HELP! I’m dying here. Since the election the stuffing has never stopped. What are they trying to cover up? What unmentionable crimes? Don’t they have a… SHRED… of decency?”

“No! No! Not the whole list of crimes committed by Junior and Biggus Dickus! GAG! GUCK, ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz………………….>9^.”

Please donate generously to Scribe’s Home for Severely Abused White House Appliances. You too can sponsor one of the many poor over used and misused paper shredders formerly used by the misadministration. If only we could have saved this poor soul. Sniff. Sniff.